Feeling loved and not a day older

I woke up to love notes taped everywhere, and sleepy eyes with tangled hair greeting me with a "Happy Birthday, Momma!"

That was all I needed...and by ten oclock this morning, I had a number of phone calls all wishing me a great day and making me feel loved. How great is that!

I wonder how my story began, did I cry loud? Was I a good sleeper? How hard was the delivery? Was I tempermental? Did I whine or cry much or was I a quiet child? Did I have a quick humor, get a riddle? I remember things from pictures and my brother (scary!)... like I taught him to whistle and he taught me to ride a bike. Brady Bunch and Little House on the Prarie were my favorite kid shows, I was never a fan of cartoons. Sunday nights we always missed the Disney show or movie, because we had church, but we could count on making the last 30 minutes or so of it with a bowl of popcorn and a chocolate treat. My life has had many chapters, some great and some sad. The most recent ones bring a smile to my heart as I share them with my little girls and husband. They know their story, and it is fun to tell.

My girls are learning the 23rd Psalm as their bible verses this month, so I have been dwelling on it as of late...It is a comfort deep in my soul..

The Lord is my Sheperd, I shall not be in want. He makes me lie down in green pastures, He leads me beside still waters, he restores my soul. He guides me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake. Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me. You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.

I also love reading Max Lucado's book Traveling Light...it is a great find.