It was just an ordinary day. Nothing stupendous happened, yet precious images created will remain with me always.
Sunday means church for my husband and me. Today, our oldest daughter, her son and my three other grandchildren, plus another little girl joined us at church. During worship I found myself close to tears, grateful to be with loved ones. As we lifted our voices in worship my daughter and I looked at one another and then I felt her arm around me. Love embraced us.
After church, my husband and I, our daughter, her son, my three other grandchildren and the other precious little girl set off for home. We'd decided a hot dog roast shouldn't be exclusively a summertime event. In the chill of the November afternoon we roasted hot dogs and marshmallows.
The children relished very black, kind of black and nearly raw hot dogs. And while they ate, they talked about silly things, made jokes, laughed and thought up adventures. I can still see smiling faces and eyes alight with childish joy. Innocence is never wasted.
When it was time to roast marshmallows--some youngsters carefully cooked just one at a time while others piled three on their sticks. They all decided that no matter how many they were cooking that they must be perfectly browned. They waited patiently, turning their sticks and double checking to see if the color was just right. When they deemed them perfect, the children ate the sticky sweet treat, leaving melted sweetness stuck to their lips and fingers.
After the meal the youngsters piled onto the sofa and buried themselves beneath blankets as they settled down to watch a movie. A row of smiling faces waited in anticipation for the show to begin.
It was just an ordinary day, but I have new memories of bright smiles, silly jokes, and the perfection of simplicity stored away in my memory--treasures really. Treasures to be rediscovered time and again. They will be there when everything else fades.
So, gather up real treasure . . . while you can.
Grace and peace to you from God.
Bonnie
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Looking forward to gathering memories when my youngest son comes home next weekend.
ReplyDeleteHave a fabulous time!
ReplyDeleteBonnie
Ordinary my foot! That's a miracle day and a gift from God. Just sayin'... :) loveyou! patti iverson
ReplyDeleteYou are so right, Patti.
ReplyDeleteLove you,
Bonnie
What a precious day. What's that scripture about "no small thing" in the Lord? "In him we live and move and have our being." We truly are each other's greatest treasure, aren't we?
ReplyDeleteHi Miraim.
ReplyDeleteYes, it was a precious day. :-) God is so good.
And if we are to believe I Corinthians 13:13 which says, "Three things will last forever--faith, hope, and love--and the greatest of these is love", then in the midst of our treasure we are swamped with love the greatest possession we have.
Love to you dear friend,
Bonnie
How lovely, I could picture the whole thing. Bless you all. Crystal
ReplyDeleteYes, Crystal. It's wonderful to have these pictures to hang on to and to cherish over and over again, especially during the times in our life when everything feels bleak.
ReplyDeleteI think it would be a good idea to create a journal for these special times and then when we need to lift our spirits we can read the journal.
Many blessings,
Bonnie