Delights that hold me rapt

  

I'm thanking you, God, from a full heart, I'm writing the book on your wonders. I'm whistling, laughing, and jumping for joy; I'm singing your song, High God.

Psalm 9:1 (Msg.)

Contemplative, deliberate, intentional and sometimes very unintentional... GIVING THANKS

I sit quietly, candles flickering, introspective to all the delights that hold me rapt. Christmas, birth, death...sacrifice!

Absorbed in Him. The fleeting life He has blessed to me.

His Spirit's cloak nourishes my parched marrow. He revives me onward without limit.

THE SCENT..

#73  A baby after a bath

# 74 Fresh pine tree

#75 The ocean

#76 Fresh new crayons

#77 Rain

#78 Warm bread out of the oven

#79 An old book

#80 Clean sheets

THE SOUND...

#81 Crashing waves

#82 Children laughing

#83 Crickets

#84 "I love you mom"

#85 Roaring waterfalls

#86 Church bells

#87 Music especially bagpipes

#88 Silence

THE TASTE

# 89 Strawberry lipgloss

#90 Minty gum

#91 Rich hot coffee

#92 Cold ice

#93 Crispy dill pickles

#94 Movie theater popcorn

#95 My husbands lips

#96 Toothpaste

THE SENSATION

#97 A warm embrace

#98 A neck rub

#99 My husband lacing his fingers into mine

#100 Summer wind whipping my hair

#101 The sun on my face

#102 Contentment

#103 Love

#104 Warm sand between my toes

THE SIGHT

#105 Old photographs that tell a story

#106 Sunset over a calm ocean

#107 Snowfall

#108 Rays of sun bursting through the clouds

#109 My family playing

#110 Furious powerful pounding waves

#111 A lovers embrace

#112 A mom reading to her children

View from our room

Solace of a bikeride

Off the beaten path





A river runs through it



Only in Bend can you have snow and sun at the same time




















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