This morning we didn’t go to Church. In fact, we haven’t been to church in over 2 years… and it’s probably a lot closer to 3 years if I’m being honest. The funny thing is, in a non-prideful way, I feel closer to God this morning than I have in a long time. We have never ceased in loving him or striving to follow him, we simply have not found a home in a church. It’s honestly that simple.
It’s almost noon. I woke up at 7:00 am made Dan cinnamon rolls, set the table with a tiny easter basket, ruby tulips, a card, and fresh coffee. I went back in the bedroom and woke him up with Keith Green’s Easter Song and a waterfall of kisses. We enjoyed a sweet breakfast full of sugar, read the Easter story, told stories of Easter’s in our childhood, and called our families. Dan left for work and I read a little bit, did my hair and makeup (which I never do but want to start) and listened to a little Charles Trenet as I cleaned the house. The house is not spotless. Im not finished with hardly anything I have started today so far. But I’m smiling. My heart almost burst when I looked down the hallway and saw Hattie standing up and peering out the front door with her tail wagging.
I believe that God wants us to enjoy our lives, as broken, humble, and unfinished as they are. He is close to me today and I am smiling and thankful for his creativity, that fills my day with his beauty.
My hope for you today is that you will be filled with a little happy today too….
