Outside my window…the daylight hours wane – the only part of the end of summer I do not like.
I am thinking…about how our days are numbered.
I am thankful…for how far Isabella has come. She has such a wonderful sense of humor and more and more spontaneous conversation.
In the kitchen…the dishes are washed and plans for tomorrow’s meal have yet to be made.
I am wearing…my pajamas! Nothing like comfy p.j.’s.
I am creating…memories with my granddaughter with each day we spend together.
I am going…to a Women of Faith conference soon – so excited!
I am wondering…how long it will take for my son to truly be a man with all the responsibilities and desire for responsibilities.
I am reading…nothing but my Bible and the devotional I am doing.
I am hoping…a loved one will accept Jesus as her savior before her numbered days are over.
I am looking forward to…spending time with my best friend at the conference.
I am learning more about prayer and the Holy Spirit.
Around the house…toys, books, drawing pencils and crayons remind me of a little girl who lights up my life and brings me joy.
I am pondering…the need for faithful prayers from believers in my country so that this land might know a great awakening.
One of my favorite things…a quiet house.
A few plans for the rest of the week: visiting my mother-in-love with Isabella, working out and seeing what God has to say.
A peek into my day…a visit with a friend and her mother who is ill. What a blessing it was to spend time with them.