It is lovely, sitting on a front porch, the wind slightly blowing. Another neighbor mother is holding my daughter as she tells her daughter how to give berries to mine. I pick more mulberries from the side tree. I watch.
Beautiful blue faces. Makes my heart smile. We are eating together. Talking together. Being together. The evening sky is cooling down. I can see God’s picture of family moving in our midst.
These prayers of seeding. Sprouts, they have begun.
Thank you, God, that we can see them. I am so happy I can be here. That you have helped me to this place. That my fears are less and that I have trusted, and can always trust, in who You are. Help me to see You more. Help me to slow down and catch glimpses. Refresh me in Your ways.