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A Quiet Thanksgiving Night

Happy Thanksgiving, friends! It’s a gorgeously clear night out, full of crisp autumn air and starlight from Arizona’s endless sky—a fine benediction on two days of holidaying with family. The last week has been so full of running and doing and talking and dishwashing that I’ve hardly had a chance to actually think about Thanksgiving and what it means. Indeed, I have so much to be thankful for that sometimes it takes my breath away. Here’s a few things that come to mind:

I’m thankful for hot showers, clean clothes, and a soft bed.

I’m thankful for a family that loves me and my multitude of flaws unconditionally—and shows it in practical ways.

I’m thankful for good music that stirs the soul.

I’m thankful for healthy food to strengthen our bodies.

I’m thankful for the opportunity to pursue my chiefest dream of becoming a book illustrator.

I’m thankful for golden sunrises and sparrows picking breakfast off the ground.

I’m thankful for a solid, time-loved house that keeps us warm and dry.

I’m thankful for Arizona’s infinite sunshine and wild clouds.

I’m thankful for a job I love, that’s both challenging and satisfying.

I’m thankful for dear friends that love the Lord.

Most of all, I’m thankful for my Heavenly Father and His Son, and His Spirit dwelling within me. His love fills and fulfills me, His Word guides and renews me, His hands hold and shape my days. I can trust Him with all that I am, and lean into His promises when flesh threatens to fail. He loves me dearer than any father, brother, or husband, and He is the Creator of the universe.

What more could one possibly want?

Autumn Days


Autumn has much the same feeling as New Year’s for me, for whatever reason. There seems to be a fresh start, with new winds blowing and the sun shining brighter (which it actually does), and everything changing with the bright colors and dancing leaves.

This autumn, my family’s had lots of lovely new opportunities for friendships and activities (yay Bible studies—so satisfying) to fill our days with, and I’m training to add some new responsibilities at work. Like I said, new things!

What I’ve been appreciating most this season, though, are the absolutely spectacular mornings. Every day, the sun rises with some measure of gold and glory, and christens the day with such beauty as would make you catch your breath. I’m usually at my quiet time when the sun crests the horizon, and it’s like the Lord’s own benediction on our time together.

As you can see, I gave my blog a little facelift (I can now change the header photo to suit my moods). I’ll keep posting some of my random thoughts and observations now and then...the Christmas season is soon upon us with it all the joy, wonder, and celebration of the birth of Christ. I can’t wait! I love Christmas.

But I won’t forget to give good old Thanksgiving its proper dues. Autumn isn’t done yet! I’ll wait until the turkey is stuffed and in our bellies before breaking out the carols. ;)

Oh, and speaking of mornings earlier—I leave you with this:
“My heart is steadfast, O God, my heart is steadfast; I will sing and give praise. Awake, my glory! Awake, lute and harp! I will awaken the dawn.”
Psm. 57:7-8


Go in peace,
Laurie