Busy day today. Errands, bill paying, grocery shopping. Hauling straw for bedding for *Chook Cottage*. Emptying out Ramblin Rose ( our 1966 Kodiak traveling *cottage*) and tarping her for winter. Mowed the grass one last time. Can't remember the last time we were still cutting the grass in November...but it was quite lovely today and when opportunity knocks...well, answer the door!
In the midst of all this busyness...I was aware that as I was dealing with the mundane, others who I know, who I care about, old friends and some new ones...some near, some far, were not dealing with the mundane. They were dealing with the loss of a precious grandchild, the possiblity of unfavorable results of a medical test of their spouse, launching a new business..their very livelihood at stake. Watching their children go through their own times of testing. Sick children, and ones who have lost their way. In all this, the one constant has been their FAITH. Trusting in a God who is totally trustworthy. The God of the mundane and the God of miracles. The God who comforts and the God who restores. Thank you, because, God you are my God and I will ever praise you!