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Multitude Monday

When we were children we were grateful to those who filled our stockings at Christmas time. Why are we not grateful to God for filling our stockings with legs? ~G.K. Chesterton

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226. New friends
227. A car with everything working
228. Grandchildren wondering about gifts under the tree
229. The way the smell of oranges triggers Christmas memories
230. Rest for the weary
231. Hub bringing me coffee in bed
232. Apple cider

233. Laughing
234. Making new Christmas traditions
235. Remembering old Christmas traditions
236. Mountain music
237. Glasses
238. Handmade baskets
239. Pipes that never freeze
240. Goals met
241. New goals set

242. The beauty of silence
243. Caramel apples
244. Christmas mugs
245. Wrinkles with wisdom
246. Warm shelter
247. Flannel pajamas
248. Kitchen makeovers
249. Christmas cookies
250. Promises set in stone


When my life was ebbing away, I remembered you, Lord, and my prayer rose to you, to your holy temple. Those who cling to worthless idols forfeit the grace that could be theirs. But I, with a song of thanksgiving, will sacrifice to you. What I have vowed I will make good. Salvation comes from the Lord. Jonah 2:7-9
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  1. TipperDecember 22, 2009 at 7:05 AM

    Love the quote you shared-its so true I often over look the blessings that are right in front of my face.

    It also reminds me of one of my girls. When she was about 5 she asked me "momma when I drink water what happens to it after my legs fill up?" She thought she was hollow like a doll : )

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  2. Faith, Folklore, and FriendsDecember 22, 2009 at 7:37 AM

    Love it! I spent some time yesterday reading your blog; girlfriend, we have a lot in common. I have spent a lot of time in the mountains (we have friends in Candler). Love the music on your blog.

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