Saturday

Still Saturday::the immeasurable gifts...


"It is good for us, I think, to keep as much joy in life as we can. We busy ourselves with so many things that are not of the heart and spirit. We worry about money, we agonize over the terrible state of the world, we fret..."


"...we work, we argue, we squander our strength in a million ways."


"And all the time the wonder of life is around us...there is joy enough in one spring* day to furnish forth the world, if we but knew it. Even if life seems too difficult at times and grief gets too intimate with us and death raises his umbrella between us and the sun, there is still joy to be had in the immeasurable gifts of life, if we accept it."

Gladys Taber, Stillmeadow Seasons, 1950
{HT - Tonia}

Sandra Heska King - Still Saturday

*or summer







Sunday

I {LOVE} Sunday::to shout and sing together for joy...


You make the going out of the morning and the evening to shout for joy.
You visit the earth and water it;
you greatly enrich it;
the river of God is full of water;
you provide their grain,
for so you have prepared it.
You water its furrows abundantly,
settling its ridges,
softening it with showers,
and blessing its growth.
You crown the year with your bounty;
your wagon tracks overflow with abundance.
The pastures of the wilderness overflow,
the hills gird themselves with joy,
the meadows clothe themselves with flocks,
the valleys deck themselves with grain,
they shout and sing together for joy.

Psalm 65:8-13

{With the Sunday Community at Lisha's #GiveMeGrace }

Saturday

Still Saturday::to stand in awe of the Master Artist...

Sunsets are inevitable. Each day ends with one. That's the way it's been since God said, "Let there be light," and he separated the light from the darkness, calling the light "day" and the darkness "night." Yet most of us pay little or no attention to this ordinary occurrence that is an extraordinary moment in our day, life, and world. Ordinary moments are the pages in our life's story.
~ Matt Knisely, Framing Faith, p. 73

I'm Joining the Applause at sunset today. And you?


Sandra Heska King - Still Saturday

Sunday

I {LOVE} Father's Day Sunday::to declare that the LORD is my rock...


The righteous...

are planted in the house of the LORD;
they flourish in the courts of our God.
They still bear fruit in old age;
they are ever full of sap and green,
to declare that the LORD is upright;
he is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.

Psalm 92:12-15

Happy Father's Day to my handsome and godly husband Louis
who is planted and flourishing,
bearing fruit,
and declaring the LORD is his rock.



{With the Sunday Community at Lisha's #GiveMeGrace }