Happy Things.

  • I live in a house again! After living in a dorm for a year and a half, I live in a house again! There are all sorts of luxuries here–things like . . . a kitchen! And a bathtub! And free laundry! Such a luxurious life I lead these days.
  • This one feeds off the one above it, but . . . now that we have a house again, it’s been lovely to listen to Mom play the piano. She plays so beautifully, and I haven’t heard it for so long! She’s playing right now as I’m typing, and it is the cause of the big smile I have on my face right now.
  • I’ve been convicted lately about the need to be faithful even in the little things (expect a more in-depth blog post about this later), and thus I have taken to doing things such as getting up much earlier than I had been, keeping my room much cleaner, eating much better, and working out. In the past three days I have walked a total of 6 miles and biked a total 0f 10 miles. I’m loving it!
  • It has been drizzling and rainy all day today. A slow, British sort of rain. The most lovely kind of rain.
  • I don’t know that this is a “happy thing”, necessarily, but . . . I have been eating oatmeal every morning for breakfast for four days in a row. I can’t stand oatmeal, but I know it’s good for me, so . . . I’ve been forcing myself. I still can’t stand the stuff, but I can barely tolerate it with cinnamon, nuts, yogurt, blueberries, and strawberries added in. Mom and I sit out on our back deck (we have a back deck now!!) in the lovely morning sun, and discuss all manner of things while we eat our oatmeal. I’m loving this tradition.
  • Something that happened yesterday with the guys at the tire shop I used to live by. Roomies, ask me about this later. ;)
  • Morning singing/worship at Ellerslie.
  • Blue walls! Yellow walls! Gray walls! Yes, I have all three colors on the walls in my room. *happy*
  • Experiencing the sweet peace that comes only from a life hid in Christ.
  • Hearing the news that the doctors are fairly certain that they will be able to entirely get rid of my sister’s cancer. Not just get it into remission, but entirely rid her body of it! She has thyroid cancer, and thyroid cells are different than other cells in that they’re the only ones that accept iodine. So, once she gets her thyroid out and does a round of radioactive iodine, there shouldn’t, Lord willing, be anymore cancer left at all! And most types of thyroid cancer aren’t the type of cancer that spreads anywhere else in the body. Thank you, Jesus!
  • Babysitting my 2 nieces and 5 nephews (the 7 older of my sister’s 8 children). We had a picnic, road bikes up and down ramps, told stories, chased each other around, and hollered at the cow. Fun times, for sure.
  • Realizing that the summer semester of Ellerslie is only one month away! How can that be!? Such news definitely fits in the “happy things” category, because I love new semesters at Ellerslie, but . . . at the same time: one month!?
  • Surprises.
  • Sunrises.
  • Strawberry Shortcake.
  • Time spent hidden away in the secret place with nothing but my Bible and a deep love for Jesus.
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8 thoughts on “Happy Things.

  1. That last one. That’s my favorite. Such joy found in quietness with our Saviour :)

    Enjoy your time with Him, my friend (and your house… and your oatmeal!)

  2. I LOVE reading your blog! And I so love thinking of you and your mom sitting outside of your lovely new house eating breakfast together! God is sooo good! Praising Him about the news regarding your sister’s health! Blessings to you as you pursue Jesus!

  3. Did y’all move into the house just down the road from the Powell’s house?
    It’s fun reading about your “happy things!” Hopefully, we can make it out there sometime soon and visit!! =)

  4. Beautiful post, Grace! Praise the Lord!!! Your faithful in little things inspires me. Oh and the oatmeal??? Try without yogurt or any kind of liquid. Make sure it’s not mushy, and add butter and honey! Oh soo good! ;)

  5. Ahhh, I love it.

    I smile at your oatmeal post. God is funny. When I was a kid (and a teenager!) I was the pickiest girl around. THE pickiest. I didn’t even like chicken until I was 16 years old, and then only my mom’s fried chicken.

    Now, I can’t eat wheat (which I would have been absolutely horrified and appalled about had someone told me my future would be wheat-free), I drink green slime smoothies with all kinds of nasty things like kale and potent ginger in them every other morning, and I’m adventurous to try all kinds of weird and wild foods and actually get frustrated because my family isn’t as adventurous and doesn’t give me the kind of reviews I want on my exotic culinary creations. Who’d have thunk it? It encourages me that if God could so radically change me in one way, He can change me in others!

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