Cloudy Days are His Hugs!

How do you feel when the clouds roll in? Has it ever occurred to you that it's God's way of giving you a hug? Think about how much slower life seems to get when its cloudy. 

The kids come in and are near. The shadows don't rush you along with projects you're working on. 

Even the food you're cooking takes on a different flavor - richer. 

Out here in the Sandhills, clouds don't roll in frequently. It's somewhat of a rare occurrence. 

Not everyone enjoys them. But today, they were welcomed...it was as if God himself had totally embraced me - and blew me a kiss with the winds that were kicked up!

And the moisture that came was a blessing.  

The Valleys of life offer more than we know!

We're led by commercialism to believe that we have to strive for that brass ring, be number one...just do it...and there's nothing wrong for going for your dreams! 

God has given you many of those dreams and desires - to glorify HIM. 

That's why it's so important to remember those in the valley's of life. 

Compassion goes a long way, so does being thankful for what you do, and who you have, in your life right now. Including your own valley! 

The day after...Thanksgiving

I had a very blessed Thanksgiving...I spent it with Mr. Muffin, my pup, at the lake. More importantly, I spent it with God - our creator and it was breathtaking. Here's some of the peace, and calm that was in our day...
The morning was gloomy and hazy - which is something I've always enjoyed.

 Golden grasses and grey skies call to me!

 What a fabulous paint box He has...a swipe of gold here, some haze there, and a bit of ochre in front...why not, and a blob in the middle of it all with trees in various stages of dress?

 Can rocks be pretty? I thought their reflections were. The little sticks sticking up have a bit of ice on them. Yet, it wasn't that cold. Mirror shine indicates there wasn't a wisp of wind either.

 SWANS??? Yes! There were quite a few floatillas...they honk similar to a goose.

 Abstract, reflecting, fall, bending to winters call!

 Ice bumps? Look at the way they hug the trees...complete with air bubbles. Amazing. I was so enthralled with these that I totally missed the eagles! Yes...just about....

But God is so faithful...here they are, three in a tree. I finally noticed them, but was so focused on the ice and the swans, I failed to notice majesty...in triplicate - the Trinity perhaps? They were watching my glee with everything that was glittery and shiny. Which will be gone by next summer. I believe there is a parable about being careful of what we store up...my lesson here was to pay attention!!!

 So simple - abstract - grasses covered with a sliver of ice. Sometimes less is more!

Ice jaws? Shiny, bubbly...yet it could be the buttonhole stitch if you view it with different eyes...
Lesson here...things aren't always as they appear to be.

As we were leaving to come home and enjoy our Thanksgiving feast, Mr. Muffin and I were given so much out here...fresh air, exercise, romping in a playground full of fascinating critters, His shiny, beautiful abstract art complete with a spectacular paint pallet - all things to be so thankful for.

Not to mention our meal was perfectly cooked by the time we got home and was delicious - something else to be thankful for...food on our tables. Not near enough space to list all of our blessings...care to share yours???