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Everyday Gifts

Good morning everyone!  This post will be short... as I'm still buried under a pile of potatoes! =)
Here are my gifts for the week.  Are any of you counting with me???

 3 Gifts moving
Their tiny feet scurrying about

A van that's working again
The laughing duck outside our window

3 Hard Eucharisteo
Loving my enemies
Remembering lessons taught, through betrayal
Facing my fears instead of running

3 Gifts in His word
The promise of a rainbow
He will NEVER leave or forsake me
Truth, Freedom, Comfort

A Gift Scented, Scrawled, Started
The distinct aroma of cow... on the way to ballet =)
Words of love
Planning for an intense weekend

3 Gifts Drawn
Healing for her heart
Wisdom from a friend
Our dreams

3 Gifts Paired
A pumpkin patch, joyful kids, and lots of dirt... all make for a wonderful day

3 gifts shared
Many hands...to make the work go faster
Stories and laughter
Big bear hugs

Until then...
Jessie



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