it’s the little things.
my life is filled (like yours) with minutes and hours and people. i make decisions that change the outcomes of my day and the day of those i live among; each hour, for good…for not.
we got some of our list accomplished.
now it’s monday. and the house lies in ruins. we paid more attention to people than cleaning. i don’t think we spent much time vacuuming or dusting. so the pine needles are enlarging their borders on the living room rug and the kitchen table hasn’t changed much from this –
there are things to do. the to-do list grows as the child grows. today i have to pay attention to both. but before i serve the list, i’ll serve the child who is to be born next week as we celebrate it. i’ll serve him with thanks:
~ small girls who love ‘horsey’
~mother and sister in law who love well
~a snug house to clean
~librarian husband who lives out a fatherhood he did not see
~ abraham’s compassion
~ christmas shopping
merry christmas and silver bells.