The Giving Tree

Good Morning!

I just returned from the bus stop. I grabbed the latest gift out from under the giving tree.
Monday I did all the floors here at the estate. I had wished for a junker broom to use out on the front porch just in a passing thought.Knowing full well that probably if I searched the garage I would find the one out there. Yes you guessed it. There under the giving tree was an old junker broom.
Monday (the day I did floors) when Dash came home from school he had a new library book. This book we also own somewhere out there in those boxes. The book..."The giving tree". He read it aloud to me. He is now six months ahead of his class in his reading and has surpassed the first goal.
I had an extra child Monday the girl who has a hard working single Mom. So we found the broom late Monday night as we were seeing them out..
I have been studying recently about who He (God) is, and Who I am in Him...I know what kind of friend I have in Him. I want so desperately to live the life worthy of the fight I put up for it. I want so much to thank Him and please Him with my life. It is like being and adoptive Mom...I want to give back so much more for I know the measure that I have been given is above and beyond. It is that way with my life. I have been given so much above and beyond. So many have died at their own hand other have faded off into addiction or obscurity and madness. Some how I made it out.
He knew me, called me by name and adopted me . Why not the others?...
I think of choice as I tear up. I just do not understand. I know my choices , but it could not really be that different...could it?
Fortitude? Courage? tenacity...all of this came from Him.
The season is upon us once again. I was guarded from it as I realized I needed to rush yesterday and totally missed the displeasure of the hollos eve isle. I glance at it and thanked Him for the need to exit the store. I dont feel scared... no rather it leaves me ill to my stomach and spinning in my mind. It was here on the blog, last year that a great offence occured due to my views and responce to this upcoming season.

I have a temptation to just go away untill November.

This is my blog!
This is the gift I give to myself to chronicle the life lived, that I may have record of it for recall. That my children might have knowledge of my heart after I am gone from this world. Not that I have plans of an exit :)
I awoke to my sweet son's lovely song as he swung outside my window. So sweet a joy is he to have. He is a delight to my soul. Some twenty years of waiting for him now seam a flash in time. All that longing wrapped up in a little boys song as it flys through the air a light on the wing of a prayer of gratitiude.
Dove she so glorious. She came to me today respocibly having me sign for her homework. I told her how proud I was of her for being so responcible to gain her knowledge. How her prize it freedom. She has faced strong temptations to defray her duty and she declined them with a wisdom far beyound her peers. She is growing coy as smiles with a playful defiance as if I know it is wrong... I am just pretending to be naughty. I scold her lovingly as that is what she expects with my smile revieling that I am savy of the game. A huge hug from each and they are off on the bus. Waving as if going on a jurney into farr away regions and distand lands. Dove strongly desires me to attend her class and help other children today. I am told that if I do not come...
"You are letting them all down Mom they are all so excited to get tohave you come"...
Who could risist that?...even if my room does need tending and the chores do need doing? So off of here to walk into me day.
I will not go away: It is just a real hard season and I so appriciate your prayers.