I'm taking this month to form a habit of thanksgiving in the quiet, real-life places. No Facebook. No meaningless cyberspace browsing. Some occasional blogging, maybe. Some necessary homeschool research, assuredly. But no more aimless wandering with this machine. It's a call to hush the virtual world and take hold of the real world.
A chance to embrace the story He's giving me instead of the story the world wants me to tell. The story I want to tell.
Thank you friends. For grace. For you, your hearts ablaze with God-love. I am thankful for each of you. And if any of you want to stop by for coffee in my messy, real world... well, I would certainly count it a true gift, a simple pleasure. Call me, girl.
let us shout aloud to the Rock of our salvation.
Let us come before him with thanksgiving
and extol him with music and song.
the great King above all gods.
In his hand are the depths of the earth,
and the mountain peaks belong to him.
The sea is his, for he made it,
and his hands formed the dry land.
let us kneel before the Lord our Maker."