Small and Wonderful Things . . .

 

"The world is fairly studded and strewn with pennies cast broadside from a generous hand. But who gets excited by a mere penny? It is dire poverty indeed when a man is so malnourished and fatigued that he won't stoop to pick up a penny. But if you cultivate a healthy poverty and simplicity, so that finding a penny will literally make your day, then, since the world is in fact planted with pennies, you have with your poverty bought a lifetime of days. It is that simple. what you see is what you get." ~Anne Dillard 

 A few of the small and wonderful things which bring untold joy into my life. It's the small things in life which truly mean the most. Simple abundance . . . it's the best. 

Being able to go to church on Sundays and partake of the sacrament.  This is a really important part of my faith.  During Covid I was unable to take the sacrament because there was no church, and there were no worthy Priesthood holders in my home to pass it.  I really missed it. That is the opportunity we have each week to remember Christ in a special way, take his name upon us, and renew the Covenants we made at Baptism.  An opportunity for repentance and renewal, it is my favorite part of the week. I love the prayers. I love seeing the young men practicing their Priesthood in the blessing and passing. I love the sacredness of it all. I love the feelings of renewal which accompany it . . . and the tenderness of the Savior's love for me which I feel when I partake of these sacred emblems, and divine covenants.  

This is one of my favorite photos of my sister and myself.  I think I was six years old in it and she was three. I love my sister so much. She is one of my life's treasures.  I went to her place for supper last night.  She had spatchcocked a chicken and cooked it with some tasty Za'atar seasoning. It was delicious. She had also made a chocolate cake for dessert using some of her sour dough discard.  That was also delicious.  Then after supper she came home with me so we could trim some of Nutmeg's fur where he had a dingle dangle.  It takes two people, one to hold him and one to cut.  I am so grateful for her and her willingness to come and help me all the time with these things like she does. I can never thank her enough for all that she does for  me and for others.

This is one of the eye glass cases she makes.  She is so talented. I hope she does well in selling what she makes.  Her workmanship is impeccable. She makes her own seam binding and everything. I am in awe of her. 

The blessings of service and being able to do for others. To pray with those who need prayers, to sit with those who mourn, to just share time with those who need someone to share with them.  There are a lot of older single sisters in my church branch.  Some are not blessed enough to have family like I do.  A phone call just to say you are thinking about them, a visit, a note.  All go a long way towards letting them know that you care. This Thursday some of us are going out to lunch together. I am looking forward to that.  It will be nice.

I may not get to see my grandchildren very often, but I have and am grateful for the special relationship I have with some of them.  I keep all of my grandchildren in my prayers daily. I love all of them. It is a simple as that. Being a Grandmother is an extra special privilege and a blessing.

 

Gratitude.  It may seem like a small thing, and it is pretty wonderful . . . but it is huge in the scheme of things.   Learning to be grateful in all things is one of the challenges we have been asked to overcome here on earth.   The "in all things" is the hard bit . . .

 In everything give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.
~1 Thessalonians 5:18 

It can be done though.   We just have to persevere and keep putting one foot in front of the other . . . one small step at a time.  It's called faith . . . it's not a big thing . . . it's a mustard seed . . . which can grow into a huge tree.

I am so grateful that I have a forgiving heart.  I cannot imagine carrying all the hurts in my life around with me always. What a burden.

Having a Home Sweet Home.  A place to call my own, filled with cats  that I love and who love me back.  A place of safety and security, a place of rest and peace. This is what life is all about. 

 

Life's simple pleasures.  I have an abundance of them. A warm and comfy bed to sleep in. Enough to eat.  A job to keep me.  Cats to cuddle. Family to love me and love back. Some good friends.  My faith and where it takes me.  I am blessed.

And those are my small and wonderfuls for this week. Truly I could go on and on and on.  I am truly living a life overflowing with small and wonderful things, a life that is blessed, and I count my blessings every single day.  

A thought to carry with you  . . . 

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 *As we make Christ the center of our lives

our fears will be replaced with the

power of our convictions.

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I am sharing a tutorial in The English Kitchen today to make Traditional English Pancakes. I thought it would be fun where tomorrow is pancake day!

I hope your week ahead is filled to overflowing with an abundance of small and wonderful things! Whatever you get up to, don't forget!

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And I do too!