This was a grace-filled moment when the privilege of being when I was with my gorgeous little granddaughter on a beautiful, albeit hot, sunny day with her steering the pusher all over the place because she can't see over the top of it!!
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Praise My Soul
Yesterday I had what I can only describe as a feeling of Paradise. I was babysitting my 2 y.o. granddaughter and we had been up to our local park. She hadn't been as interested in that as she normally is but she did enjoy her regular swing.
We left there to buy some bread and as we walked home with her pushing the pusher--or trying to--I was seized with a spirit of thanksgiving. I began to sing, Praise My Soul the King of Heaven. I didn't care who heard me. (In any case I didn't and can't sing very loud!)
This was a grace-filled moment when the privilege of being when I was with my gorgeous little granddaughter on a beautiful, albeit hot, sunny day with her steering the pusher all over the place because she can't see over the top of it!!
This was a grace-filled moment when the privilege of being when I was with my gorgeous little granddaughter on a beautiful, albeit hot, sunny day with her steering the pusher all over the place because she can't see over the top of it!!
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