As I poured my second cup of coffee this morning I glanced around my kitchen and smiled at the remnants of this weekends activities. While the food is cleared away and the dishes are done, there are still little plates and colorful napkins waiting to be put back into their proper place.
I decided to take my coffee and head outside to enjoy the backyard garden in the crisp morning air. The controlled chaos of flowers just mirrors my world.
From my view on the patio, as I gazed out onto the quiet yard, I recalled my two precious grandchildren playing noisily just a couple of days ago.
I can hear my husband and my grandson enjoying some time around the model train in the garage. I strain to hear the life lessons pop-pop has tucked into their everyday conversation.
I know he gets how short the time is that we have with them while they are still little and their minds are sponges to what we have to teach them. Soon enough the ways and views of the world will be upon them but for now...they are all ours.
My life is far from perfect...
The twists and turns that have been thrown in have certainly made the road rocky at times but this morning I can see it clearly...this perfectly imperfect life that is mine was known by Him before time ever came into being.
My faith just calls me to trust the ONE who gave me breath. To remember He has equipped me and His goodness is here amongst and entwined in every aspect of my imperfect life and that is as close to perfection as I need.
I am linking to Fishtail Cottage for her weekly garden party...