Hope your afternoon is being beautiful. (Can you believe it's March? I almost can't.)
Today I am going through normal life files.
Above is Morton Delight. :D That was a fun night.
Oh...have you ever read that beautiful poem about bread out of the old Betty Crocker cookbook? It blesses me so much every time I read it. Hold on, let me go see if I can find it. Just a sec.
I'm back! I found it. Here it is. It's called "Our Daily Bread" by Grace Noll Crowell.
An ancient rite, as old as life is old,
A woman, baking bread above a flame.
It's value is far greater than pure gold,
It is ageless, timeless, and the simple name,
Of bread is as wholesome as the Summer sun
That has lit and warmed the fields that men might eat;
It is clean as are the winds that run
Their light-foot way across the waving wheat.
A loaf is only half a loaf unless
We share it, and unless we say,
Our grace above it, asking God to bless
The bread that He has given day by day.
O women, handle flour as you should!
It is a thing God-given, priceless, good.
:) HA! It must be rather fun being older -saying stuff like that. I always laugh when I make those "ridiculous bun things" now. We love Mr. T.
William, I love!!! Me wantbs to gibs him 'tisses. Yes. yes.... (Look, even his teeth are cute. How?)
It's like a personal aqua escape in your front yard.
I was going to say something about it's fragrance but I couldn't think of any words I was pleased with to describe how wonderful it is, so you'll have to walk near one sometime and you will know what I mean.
Is he not the sweetest delivery boy ever!!? Kressy sent over some cookies one day (her cooking is insanely yummy!) and this smidgion was SO precious, I had to run grab the camera. He's in the middle of laughing, here.
I feel like Jane-"How can I stand so much happiness?"
The cookies were really good and the nephew-kisses better. :)
So grateful-and even on really rough days (like today) you know the Lord has all in His hands, and He is mindful that we are but dust.
Oh this is beautiful. Take a moment and read this below, slowly. I know it will bless you like it has me today. Goodnight! ~Adeline
Bless the Lord, O my soul: and all that is within me, bless his holy name.
Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits:
Who forgiveth all thine iniquities; who healeth all thy diseases; Who redeemeth thy life from destruction; who crowneth thee with lovingkindness and tender mercies;
Who satisfieth thy mouth with good things; so that thy youth is renewed like the eagle's.
The Lord executeth righteousness and judgment for all that are oppressed.
He made known his ways unto Moses, his acts unto the children of Israel.
The Lord is merciful and gracious, slow to anger, and plenteous in mercy.
He will not always chide: neither will he keep his anger for ever.
He hath not dealt with us after our sins; nor rewarded us according to our iniquities.
For as the heaven is high above the earth, so great is his mercy toward them that fear him.
As far as the east is from the west, so far hath he removed our transgressions from us.
Like as a father pitieth his children, so the Lord pitieth them that fear him.
For he knoweth our frame; he remembereth that we are dust.
As for man, his days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.
For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more.
But the mercy of the Lord is from everlasting to everlasting upon them that fear him,
and his righteousness unto children's children;
To such as keep his covenant, and to those that remember his commandments to do them.
The Lord hath prepared his throne in the heavens; and his kingdom ruleth over all.
Bless the Lord, ye his angels, that excel in strength,
that do his commandments, hearkening unto the voice of his word.
Bless ye the Lord, all ye his hosts; ye ministers of his, that do his pleasure.
Bless the Lord, all his works in all places of his dominion:
bless the Lord, O my soul.