During sunsets and quiet moments, crescent moons and chaotic moments this week, I have turned my eyes to the heavens with a grateful heart of praise, full of thanksgiving.
This week, my Dad had a small stroke. But yesterday, as I skyped with him, home from a hospital stay of less than 48 hours, his only complaint was a headache.
Tremendous blessing, given from a loving Father who gives good gifts and holds us firmly and gently in His hand. I know that the outcome could have broken our hearts. I've gone there this week in my mind. But even then, God would still be good. So I'm thankful for His gift of not only my Dad's life but his health and continued full abilities. Thankful for his smile...and that twinkle in his eyes.
His Goodness overflows.