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Bountiful Blessings

I returned to finish my post to find that I hadn't even started it.......

Then it occurred to me that I was writing it in my head while I worked in the garden this weekend. As I rhythmically pulled at the weeds and picked the long, tender green beans, I was writing my story in my mind. I continued the writing in my mind while I slept last night. So vivid were the thoughts. And now those thoughts, those words that made many sentences that turned into a beautiful post that I just came to edit, are gone. Those words were never written down and are now only a distant memory.


Maybe those thoughts that became words, that made sentences, that filled an entire post were just too long-winded. I have a tendency to over-talk things. Maybe that post...this post...is suppose to be a little more simple. So here's the simple version.


This week I was overwhelmed with my responsibilities and while I worked in the garden I was filled with peace. This peace came as I realized that I have much to be thankful for. I thought about each of my responsibilities and turned it into a positive. The messy house, a roof over my head. A garden in dire need of weeding, a place in which to plant. Dinner to make, a family to feed and food in which to feed them with. Busy work days, a successful business which allows me to pay my bills. As I thought of these many blessings I thanked God for his provisions.

A few of last weeks blessings:

Blueberries, prepped for the freezer and ready to make many smoothies!

Bread and Butter Pickles

Sauteed mushrooms for the freezer

Peppers, diced for the freezer

Thank you, God, for your bountiful blessings that you continue to shower upon me. Thank you for friends who share their provisions. Last week I had one friend bless me with  her excess produce and another friend brought me the most beautiful eggplants. Thank you for the garden that, even though the weeds appear to be winning, still provided me with a big basketful of green beans. Thank you for filling my cupboards each week so that I can feed my family. Thank you for sustaining me even when I feel I don't have the energy to go on much longer. THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU for always providing for my needs and sometimes my wants. But most of all, thank you for loving me just as I am.

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  1. Shelley Kubitz MahannahAugust 1, 2011 at 9:54 PM

    Very cool - I felt similarly after pitting two pounds of cherries to freeze and then store. Life is good. :)

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