I’m still reveling in the joy and beauty of the other evening with our son and his young family. A neighbor had brought over a new picnic table for the deck, so we all went out and sat around —six children and seven adults, including the “other” grandparents, our very sick granddaughter and her nurse.
We basked in the perfect temperature and prolonged light as the sun prepared to set behind the trees. The birdsongs were extraordinary. Before us lay the yard with its lush lawn and colorful garden. The kids entertained us with creative tricks on the swing set. We savored yummy mini cheesecakes that another neighbor had brought. We enjoyed one another’s company as we chatted and then gathered the kids back on the deck for “Bible time” from a book for children about heaven, which is much on our minds these days. But this evening was a foretaste of heaven, and I will always cherish its memory.
Thank you, Father, for these feasts for the senses, mind, soul, and spirit. You are so good!