There is a small, quiet barn tucked along a gravel lane where the forest canopy grows thick and deep. To the hurried driver passing by, it is simply an old outbuilding—its red-painted blocks chipped, its door replaced with graying wooden planks, its upper wall patched with mismatched plywood. It bears every mark of time, work, … Continue reading Treasures in Weathered Places
aging with grace
Thank Him ♥️
With age comes gratitude.I wake in the middle of the nightand thank Him for the rest.I awake in the morning;I thank Him for waking up.I thank Him for spilled medicationbecause I put too many tablets in the cup.I thank Him for the interruptionbecause the friend who needed an earhad no idea she was encouraging me … Continue reading Thank Him ♥️
