Very soon ~ the daffodil buds in our yard will burst open ... and soon my favorite season of the year will be here. I can feel the stirrings in the air, new life waiting to spread it's beauty.
Very soon ~ our youngest daughter will hold her precious newborn baby in her arms ... and we will welcome our 10th grandbaby into our hearts and lives. We are waiting and longing for this greatest gift of all - the birth of new, fresh life.
And very soon ~ our oldest son will move to San Francisco, fulfilling a dream he has had for quite awhile. A new job for him, new opportunities in a fascinating city. We are excited for him ... and know that it will be a new journey for us, as well, as we will miss him here.
This week will be bringing new things. Sometimes I don't know if my "mother heart" can hold all the emotions of new things. My "mother heart" - bursting with love, holding on and treasuring moments, wanting them to stay alive forever - and also, a heart needing to be gently held together, constantly letting go and releasing our (grown) children. And always, loving them - and trusting God for them.
And today, holding the memories of this past week in my heart ~ thanking God for:
Time for my soul to breathe, after busy days of preparing for our Silent Auction fundraiser.
Some days at home - cleaning, baking, preparing for family here.
Great bargains at Kohl's - with a 30% off coupon.
Taking Panda Express meal to a daughter, 39 weeks - so ready to deliver.
Four pans of dinner rolls made.
Winter decor away - and the putting up of some spring decor.
Some warmer days.
Daffodil plants growing, and budding.
Birthday party invitation received for two little grandsons, turning three soon.
Organizing of digital scrapbook supplies.
Holding our weekly staff meeting here at our house.
Sharing of hearts while going through Beth Moore's "James: Mercy Triumphs" study.
Connecting with friends in our small group from church.
Friends who pray for us.
A short visit with my 90 year-old father yesterday.
Phone calls, texts, email messages - from our grown kids.
Waiting with expectancy - for birth, for spring, for new opportunities.
"Waiting, trusting, and hoping
are intricately connected, like golden strands
interwoven to form a strong chain."
(Counting 1000 Gifts in 2012 - #171-187)