riches.

I have been thinking blessings-blog thoughts and feeling blessings-blog feelings so many days when I haven't been typing blessings-blog words! I have so much, and hope for so much more... Jesus Christ is my Friend, and He is everything to me. I love Him and I am so blessed to feel His powerful and gentle love bringing me peace from day to day- especially when I need it most. I feel just right when I find time to read His words in the scriptures, hear them in church, and feel them in my own heart and mind...
The leaves are turning gold on the trees and the flowers are dying in our gardens. The wind is stronger and mornings are pretty chilly. Kirby and I have had some good talks lately, making my future look brighter in love. Jack and Mary and Emma are happy in school, and I so enjoy my piano music. I love my new opportunity to work with the teenage girls at church- they are easy to love, and I feel so inspired in what we are doing and teaching them. The apple man came to town - his orchard bare and his truck full of macintosh apples- juicy and a bit undecided on the sweet/tart question. I have great and true friends and caring parents and sisters, and a warm bed. My doctor is helpful and we finally have a new dishwasher! Let me tell you- bottling hundreds of jars of peaches and pears, and pickles out of the garden- it's good stuff to eat, but rather time-consuming to preserve without the dishwasher for fast and furious sanitizing! (See- life is about as good as it can get when this is what I am complaining about :)

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