i spent another day with melissa packing a garageful of clothing to be shipped for her ministry in romania...which led me to near-panic on the drive home that evening~~ we are bound for europe in just 6 short weeks for a journey that lasts 6 weeks & i had not really organized all the notes & emails for that time, nor had i made a good working "to do" list. (yes, that list is now made & the info packet for the entire journey is printed & organized!)
while i was printing all the lodging confirmations from my email's inbox my italian instructor sent me the 2nd email in as many days, this one with an element of concern ("are you alright?? i have not heard from you this week!") . this prompted a side-tracked response with more verb errors that i care to admit, all the while upping my general panic level another notch (yellow to orange, perhaps?!?!)...must. study. conjugations!!...classes start in 7 weeks!
aaaahhhhh...time together with D. & my boys, a good meal, the best music, a stroll to the river afterwards on this fine carolina spring day...the thought of "one word" came rushing back to me on the drive home. i must admit that the first word that came to mind was "nap"! (i'm a huge fan of restful sundays.)
136. for a dear friend like L. & for her momma who brought her into this world, for a chance to be there for her at this hard time...
137. grateful for melissa & her work, for the example she is to my children...
138. grateful for the awesome privilege of travel & all that affords, for the privilege of being able to join melissa if only for a short while...
139. grateful for the opportunity to study the language of my heart in its native country, for my italian instructor, a true peach of a woman with the patience of a saint & a true gift for teaching...
140. & speaking of gifts~~ grateful for paco & his music...
141. grateful for the privilege of holding these wonderful folks in prayer in these difficult days, days of adjustments large & small...
142. grateful for friends far & near...
143. grateful for precious, quiet moments with my family doing very ordinary things like relishing the taste of food, the sound of chords blended to perfection, the scents of spring air...
144. & grateful for a bit of gelato & a 20 minute nap on a lazy sunday afternoon.
i wake
while quiet stars linger
around last quarter moon,
undiluted recollections
rush in to fill the vacuum left
by easy sleep;
as they parade
before my internal eyes
i'm taken with the question
'is this really unexpected
in the lot that belongs to man?'
the things that i deem good
or otherwise...
so i take them all for what they're worth
wrapping them in soul's quilted embrace
of gentle gratitude.
please visit one single impression for more wonderful poetry...thank you Jess from Wayfaring Wanderer for the prompt "one word."