God’s Faithfulness…

Since my bad fall last Friday, about all I have been able to do is read a book or write in my blog. So,  for those of you who read my posts, please bear with me for a while. My right hand is broken and all bandaged up, so I am slowly pecking out my thoughts with my left hand!

Even so, I find myself looking forward to spring more than ever this year. I am already planning my gardens. Truthfully, I do that just about every year around this time. Many of my plants will return because they are perennials, faithfully coming back year after year. I am hoping to plant more phlox this season…it is such a wonderful butterfly magnet.

I would also like to place a few more stepping stones throughout my little round bed  garden. Stepping stones are like a welcome mat to any garden. They gently invite you to wander in, slow down, and enjoy the quiet beauty of that special place.

Honestly, I have to smile when I think about how much I love flower gardening now. My mom and dad would probably be shocked…but pleasantly surprised! I never imagined I would enjoy it so much.

One of my favorite things to do is “take tea” at the round table in what I call my natural area beneath the big hickory tree. I suppose it might be more accurate to call it my azalea garden, because several azaleas bloom there each spring and fall. There is something especially lovely about sitting there on a cool morning or enjoying a soft afternoon breeze when the azaleas are in full bloom. Those are moments I treasure and look forward to every year.

In these quiet, unhurried times…whether sitting on my deck or out in the azalea garden…I often reflect on the many blessings the Lord has given me. That has been especially true since my heart attack back at in September and my subsequent fall recently onto the hard concrete.

I am reminded of the old saying: “Your glass is either half empty or half full.” The difference lies in the attitude we choose. Every person must decide how they will see their circumstances. As for me, I choose to believe my glass is half full. This broken hand is only temporary, and before long, I will be painting again.

I am deeply thankful for the Lord’s constant, watchful care over my life. Through every trial and every blessing, He remains faithful…sometimes, even when I am unfaithful. And I am reminded of that every moment! I truly am so incredibly blessed!!!