I love when God blesses me through outwardly bad circumstances. Today is a perfect example of this. My car died on Friday night, which is not actually that unusual for me these days, and I had to completely change my Sunday plans. I missed out on a friend's bridal shower and missed out on church but I ended up having the greatest day anyway.
Mallory was at U.C. Davis all day, at a conference for work so I had the whole house to myself, which is pretty rare. I woke up at 8:30, not because I had to but because I wanted to. Then I took a chair out to our balcony and sat there and read almost all of Acts. I spent probably 10 minutes just sitting there, looking at the trees, feeling the breeze, listening to the birds chirping. I feel like I am incredibly blessed to live here. It feels like waking up at camp everyday. It looks like camp, with all of the trees within the complex, and the smell of dirt and grass and leaves just envelops you when I walk outside. It's a beautiful thing and I got to fully enjoy it this morning, for as long as I wanted.
After that, I made myself waffles with strawberries and walnuts and watched an old black and white movie (The Body Snatcher, with Bela Lugosi and Boris Karloff).
After that, I got my car towed and got to spend that whole time waiting outside, enjoying pure freedom in time.
After I took care of that, I organized my bathroom, cleaned the house, baked a cake, unpacked from my housesit, paid my bills and balanced my checkbook, and updated my blog.
What an awesome day! It's only 7:15 now and I still have a few hours to do whatever I want. Isn't life gorgeous?
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It's a beautiful thing to make these kinds of observations. God bless you for being so attuned to God's little blessings here and there. Hopefully anyone who reads this will try it out themselves. Stop and smell the roses, right? ;-)
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