Don't get me wrong, I love snow. However, it was a treat to have some warm weather with sun yesterday. I am thankful for a God's eye glimpse into spring--fresh smells, green grass, sweet composting leaves, and sprouts in my garden. While the boys moved massive amounts of mud in our pretend lake, I moved copious amounts of winter dog poop (you thought I was going to be poetic, didn't you?). We pulled out the sand table, stripped off th
e coats, and abandoned hats. As I look forward to warmer days, I will still smile should we be blessed with the white snow that reminds me of the daily cleansing bath I receive from Jesus. In a nutshell, I am thankful for mud.
Don't get me wrong, I love snow. However, it was a treat to have some warm weather with sun yesterday. I am thankful for a God's eye glimpse into spring--fresh smells, green grass, sweet composting leaves, and sprouts in my garden. While the boys moved massive amounts of mud in our pretend lake, I moved copious amounts of winter dog poop (you thought I was going to be poetic, didn't you?). We pulled out the sand table, stripped off th
e coats, and abandoned hats. As I look forward to warmer days, I will still smile should we be blessed with the white snow that reminds me of the daily cleansing bath I receive from Jesus. In a nutshell, I am thankful for mud.
0 comments:
Post a Comment