I’m reading a memoir (review coming
soon) written by a lady who had such a deep love for the Little House
books that she spent several years wrestling with how the stories within
impacted her own view and understanding of life. It has been fascinating to
read about her inner tug-of-war between the reality of Laura’s life and the romantic
ways she wrote about life.
It’s
pushed me to think about my own view of my life and how I embrace the lessons
to be learned from the hard things and appreciate the goodness of the beautiful
things. Am I doing enough of both? Always good to evaluate.
It’s
a much bigger topic than a little Sunday blog post, but I want to share with
you some of the ways my heart filled up last night as I lived in the goodness
of the beautiful things in front of me.
We
had small group last night, and I made one of my favorite dessert recipes –
both a favorite to make and a favorite to eat. It’s a no-bake cheesecake berry
trifle that has the perfect amount of creaminess, tang, and flavorful berries,
and it’s one of the healthier choices in desserts, too, which I appreciate.
Our
pitch-in meal was filled with all kinds of absolutely delicious offerings,
including homemade bread, sweet potato chili, and those absolutely addictive
pickles wrapped in a hug of cream cheese and sliced ham. And to pair with the
berry trifle? Coffee from Colombia, brewed slowly in a proper percolator. A thrifted
percolator, which made it all the more delightful in my mind.
After
dinner, we set up the camping chairs around the fire pit and told stories while
the sun set and the moon rose high and bright. We refilled the coffee cups,
pulled the chairs closer to the warmth, and kept telling stories.
I
left with a gift of a fresh flower arrangement, but more than that – a full heart.
I’m thankful for friends, delicious food, warm fires, Colombian coffee, and
fresh flowers. I’m thankful for the chance to slow down and appreciate some
simple joys.
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