A Candle and Coffee.

I wrote a couple of friends this weekend, and wrote a lot on my blog. And crested a new horizon, a new sense of being. And I am thankful for that. As I wrote to one my friends just this morning:

PS -- I'm thankful for this weekend. I'm growing, and refreshing. I'm sitting here with a candle and a cup of coffee and a raspberry white-chocolate almond bar baked fresh yesterday... that is beauty, isn't it? Thank the Lord for these moments, as I thank him for you, and the gift in getting to share them with you...

So I'm cuddled here, content amidst the sliders that peer the fresh morning rain over greeting land, and breathe deeply in the stargazer lily candle, the sound of Ann Voskamps' blog, and my patient soul recruiting itself. Thankful.