As I sit at the table eating a ham sandwich, I am reminded again of the many blessings which surround me. From the sound of two Littles playing in the yard to the Labrador begging at my heel, I am truly a blessed man.
My bride is toiling away in the kitchen, folding laundry (it seems to multiply like rabbits these days), and wrangling ever busy little people. It is this busyness which makes this old house feel like home.
Lord, I can’t begin to express my gratitude. Thank you!
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