A thousand thousand reasons to live


Last Monday afternoon our little family made the most of all having the day off together on a glorious sunny day and went for a picnic. We have all been hanging out for such times together, this is our favourite way to unwind and relax as a family. The kids loved it, the dogs loved it, and the parents loved it. My heart rejoiced, God is good to me.

Behold, I and the children whom the LORD has given me … (Isaiah 8:18 ESV)

All week I have mulled over what to write with our picnic in mind. Nothing has quite clicked’ so this post has sat simmering in the recesses of my mind. So I’m simply going to leave you with a quote from a novel I read recently:

There are a thousand thousand reasons to live this life, every one of them sufficient.

(Marilynne Robinson, Gilead p227)

Gifts I have noticed recently:

  1. My wife turning our partly renovated cottage into a cosy home.

  2. Putting a Thomas’ puzzle back together for a wee boy who is sad at brokenness.

  3. Our Queen remaining honourable for 60 years.

  4. Family picnic on a glorious sunny winter afternoon.

  5. A handful of wild flowers from mum.

  6. Wild passionfruit.

  7. Squeaky swings.

  8. My new reading glasses.

  9. John Kirwin being knighted.

  10. A frown from my wife reminding me I am being lazy.

  11. Warming frozen fingers by the fire.

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