There is no noise in my house besides the sound of me swallowing Starbucks and my fingers on the keyboard. That doesn't happen to me very often. Maybe never.
I needed to work today and really couldn't bring myself to drive to the office. My extraordinary husband volunteered to take our kids to a museum in San Diego so I could work at home. God Bless that wonderful man. What may seem like an insignificant gesture to anyone who doesn't know us or our situation right now it is the equivalent of him flying me to Paris for dinner on a private jet. It is grand and leaves me speechless and completely humbled with gratitude.
There is a quote that I came across somewhere recently that reads something like
"the grass is greener where you water it"
That doesn't seem like much, but in a world where marriage is increasingly disposable it says everything. Good things only grow when you make the time to tend to them. When the opportunity presents itself, watering the grass could be a grand romantic gesture or a generous gift. When the need is there, it is an afternoon with a laptop and coffee.
Our grass is green and glorious. My husband is wonderful and I am grateful. Thank you Lord for all of it.