Yesterday, as part of Anna's First Communion preparation, we started reading "Little Acts of Grace". It is simply written and the illustrations are so sweet. As I read the ideas about the little things we can do to make Jesus happy, I realized that I have fallen short in taking those little opportunities that arise each day that can make my husband, my children, or others around me a little happier. It is amazing how easily your sleep deprived body (because someone has been waking. every. night.) can forget that a simple thing like a lunch packed and waiting can brighten someone's morning. The proof was in the huge hug I received from a certain teenager as she left the house with a noticable spring in her step.
Once there was a store in Georgia. It is no more, but how I wish it was. I likened going in there to treasure hunting. One never knew what was going to be in there, and you had to dig through and wade through all the "other people's treasures" to find your own. I once found a set of blue and white teacups and saucers from England. I found lace handkerchiefs, a rocking chair, and an end table. But by far the best find was my kitchen table. I had stopped by one day while the kids were taking horseback lessons and the then little ones were asleep. The store was not open, but I went up to the window to see if anything new was there. And it was there. The table. And six chairs too! We were in need of a bigger table with Jack on the way. My mom had offered to give us her old one, which I was going to accept if I didn't find something I liked better. I didn't want anyone else to even see the table because I knew it was supposed to be ours, but one can never tell abo...
That's one of our church books...the littles always look for the tiny mice! I brought it out of the diaper bag though the this past weekend hoping to actually read it to all, because it is soooo sweet and good. The Little Acts 2 is good too.
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