"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.
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Church on Sunday. Yesterday was our Palm Sunday Easter Service as this next weekend is our Spring General Conference so no church services will be held. It was a beautiful service. Some readings, lovely hymns, sweet music. Such a beautiful spirit was present. It was a wonderful way to commemorate the Saviors triumphal entry into Jerusalem on Palm Sunday all those years ago.
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We had a fairly quiet weekend other than church on Sunday. We did a bit of shopping on Saturday morning, but other than that we didn't really do too much. Relax. Eileen did her diamond painting. I cooked a bit. We rested from our labors. A weekend of rest every now and then is a good thing.
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That is not a bad thing. I always loved coming home and having mom spoil me with my favorites as well.
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For this week before Easter we are watching the last season of the Chosen beginning with the episode yesterday where Christ rides into Jerusalem. It will end later this week with His betrayal. That series is so well done. It is hard not to feel the spirit when you are watching it. The last series (series 5) focuses on the last week of the Saviors' life before his crucifixion and the events during the last supper.
When I was a child, and we lived in the four bedroom house, there was a large family that lived just down from us. They had a huge painting of The Last Supper on their dining room wall. I remember being fascinated with it and wishing that we had one too.
Mom did get one eventually. It was painted on a log slice. I don't know what ever happened to it.
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I realized at the weekend that I don't really think about what happened in 2020 very much and when I do, I don't feel the same pain and anguish over it. Only very occasionally will I feel a bit saddened by it all. I suppose that is natural. Mostly, when I do, I am able to get past it without too much agro. I will probably always feel a sense of sadness about it, but it doesn't color my life overly much. We all have pockets of sadness in our lives. It is the way of life. Ebbs and flows, mountains and valleys . . . mostly I am just grateful that I was able to get through it all and come out the other end, I think, having experienced growth and become better a better person for it.
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Simple joys. Simple pleasures. Simple blessings. Enough to eat. A warm roof over our heads. Clothing that is clean and comfortable. A soft place to sleep and a safe place to land. Some furry munchkins to cuddle. The company of people you love. The tender mercies of the Lord surround us. I hope I never take any of them for granted.
Life is simple at the moment. There is nothing outrageous going on. We are blessed with a simple life. I wouldn't have it any other way.
A thought to carry with you . . .
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*Forgive yourself
for not knowing earlier
what only time
could teach you.
~Unknown
In The English Kitchen today . . . Lazy Lasagna for Two. I made this for us on Saturday and it was gobbled up. Simple. Easy to make. Very delicious.
I hope that you have a beautiful day and a beautiful week. I have an ultrasound later this morning to check my kidneys. Hopefully they will have recovered from everything. Whatever you get up to stay safe, stay warm, be blessed. Don't forget!







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