A Moment of Grace

Janie asleep in the sling. (yes, she has baby acne)

As I was cooking supper with the baby in the sling, in the midst of many things undone, in what could have been a day full of frustration, I just felt so peaceful and blessed. This song came to my mind. I sat at the piano, with her still in the sling, close to my chest. She was so close that her little fuzzy head was easily kissable and I sang this song. I was just simply overwhelmed by God's grace and these lyrics express what I can't. Little Janie went sound asleep while I cried and sang, counting my blessings and being amazed by God's love.

I Am No Stranger To Grace
by: Kyla Rowland

My first thought this morning was of my great riches,
what substance, such treasures the morning did bring,
there was joy beyond telling,
a hope beyond fading,
I'm acquainted with all of these things.

cho: I am familiar with mercy,
known my share of victories,
covered with compassion every day along the way.
The sweetest love, there has been plenty
forgiveness when need be
I am no stranger to grace.

Praying this morning as I tried to thank Him,
His peace fell around me the same as yesterday.
Even though my tomorrows. may have sadness and sorrow
I will still be no stranger to grace.

Getting back in the swing of things.

Precious little bundle of joy!

Jenna is leaning to make biscuits (and a mess)

Ready for church.

Well, I don't have any deep thought provoking ideas to share today (it will probably be a long time before I do). Just a few pictures. Janie Elise is growing so fast. We are getting into our routine (slowly), it feels good. We actually went on an outing yesterday with the homeschool group. Josh does great with the baby in the car seat for rides. Jessie is an amazing big sister and helper in the house (that means a lot because we are really messy folks!) The best thing is the older children help with joy. They have yet to complain about it. I am just still at a loss for words when it comes to how blessed I feel.

Love

Here is a little mouth to kiss;
here are two more feet to make music with their pattering about my nursery.
Here is a soul to train for God, and the body in which it dwells is worth all it will cost, since it is abode of a kingly tenant.

I may see less of friends, but I have gained one dearer than them all.
Yes, my precious baby, you are welcome to your mothers heart, welcome to her time, her strength, her health, to her most tender cares, to her life-long prayers!
Oh how rich I am, how truly, how wondrously blest!”

Elizabeth Prentiss - Stepping Heavenward