Hello Saturday

Tracey and Scott came for a visit Friday morning, bringing some yummy banana bread right from the oven.  It’s one of our favorites and we enjoyed every bite!

I was looking for a sunny day and had plans to sit on the porch and read.  The weather has been so good lately, and then, I get up to a cloudy overcast day, no sunshine to be found.  Blah Blah Blah.

I’ve started a new book. . .

Billy Fixit is a heart-warming small-town story.

 

A heartwarming story of country life.

Billy had lived in the quiet town of Grand Valley for as long as anyone could remember. He was the town’s general repairman, looking after the town’s needs; in return, the townspeople looked after him. People knew him to be polite but mysterious, preferring to keep to himself. Billy’s outlook was simple; he had many acquaintances, but few friends.

That’s why people found it curious when he struck up an unlikely friendship with ten-year-old Joe Kovacs, the youngest member of a family having just moved from the city. Although he found friends, it was Joe’s odd bond with Billy that helped him feel truly at home in the rural town.

What no one realized was Billy carried a burden, one that haunted him for his lifetime. Now, a chance opportunity arose, one that would allow him to challenge the guilt he carried. With Joe by his side, he was finally ready to face the fears he’d run from for years.

I’m several chapters in and now familiar with the place, and I’ve met a lot of characters, but not Billy Fixit!  Surely, he’ll show up soon.

It’s turned into a really gloomy day, I’m going to turn on the TV and see if I can find a good movie.

“The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; His mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning.” 

Lamentations 3:22–23 

Until Next Time

 

 

 

 

 

Thankful Thursday

Life has a way of shifting our pace whether we asked for it or not. These days, I don’t get out much, and I don’t mingle the way I once did. It isn’t by choice—just the natural bend in the road that comes with age and a few health challenges. But here’s the part that surprises even me: I’m still happy. I'm still content, I'm still thankful and satisfied with the life God has given me right here, right now.

My world may be smaller than it used to be, but it’s far from empty. I’m always on the lookout for little things to keep my hands busy and my heart engaged. Some days it’s journaling with my colored pens and washi tape. Other days it’s diamond art, latch hook, or simply sitting with a cup of coffee and letting my thoughts wander or best of all, just sitting and talking with God. I may not have a calendar full of events, but I have a life full of moments—and that counts for something.

The challenge, of course, is finding things to write about when my days are quiet. I don’t have big adventures to report or bustling social gatherings to describe. But maybe that’s the beauty of it. Maybe this season invites me to notice the small blessings—the ones that are easy to miss when life is louder.

There’s meaning in the slow mornings. There’s comfort in familiar routines. There’s joy in discovering new hobbies, even at 81. And there’s peace in knowing that God is not limited by my mobility or my circumstances. He meets me right where I am, in the quiet corners of my day, and fills them with His presence.

From life I've learned to savor the gentle things: a soft chair, a good memory, a hymn drifting through the house, a phone call from someone I love, or the simple pleasure of writing down a thought that made me smile. (I do that a lot😊)

This season may be quieter, but it is still rich. And I’m grateful to be here, living it, noticing it, and sharing it with you.

“Be still, and know that I am God.” — Psalm 46:10

😊Today's thought that made me smile!😊

One of the things I love about God's Word is that it has no expiration date.

Patsy Clairmont

Until Next Time