This is where we meet..our neighbours and us...at the old paling fence in the far corner of our yards. Where we each have planted sweet nectarines and peaches and apricots to be shared. Where the chickens will cross from one garden to the other.
Where fair-haired children peer through the grey gaps listening..
as we chat in the warm sun about growing vegetables and repairing old homes and about....
Him.
It's not the neatest part of our gardens..not very controlled..or presentable.
Just the messy ground of communion and fellowship....of sharing.
In the beautiful broken place....
Where it's needed most.
gratitude flowers for Father's bouquet ..I give You thanks for
101. the broken places
102. where I meet with You
103. finding the sweet fruit of Your Spirit sustaining me
104. in the encouraging words from friends
105. hope that my brother has good news today
106. healing
107. repairing
108. the long-awaited return visit of a far away son this week
109. precious moments with my family
110. love..that surmounts all obstacles....through Your boundless Grace
blessings..Trish
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