Familiar words from Psalm 131 came to mind for me after Communion this morning: “As a child finds rest in its mother’s arms, even so, my soul.”
It came as a moment of quiet, restful peace which I really appreciated.
I have been so gifted these last couple of days. I have received such blessings and relief. A burdensome situation (of many months) seems to have been resolved. (Sometimes we don’t know what weight we are bearing until it is lifted.)
Also, we got a new oven so I can bake with “my ladies.” (a few of our residents thoroughly enjoy helping bake; I have been limited in doing this recently due to a dysfunctional oven.) I would have been happy with a used one – anything had to be better than what we had. (The new stove’s maiden voyage of a pot of rhubarb sauce was a success.)
On top of all this, I had this quiet moment of grace this morning.
I am so blessed! I have to be thankful to Our Lord for taking such good care of me on life’s journey.