Some scenes just stop me in my tracks — like this scene. When I came around the bend and saw the morning light shining in on this near-and-dear-to-my-heart pumpkin on the foyer table, I stopped. Gasped even. John bought me this beautiful piece of locally handmade art glass a few years back and for no reason other than just because he knew I'd love it; and I do. His generous spirit also stops me in my tracks. Always has.
I praise you, Lord, for this scene and for John's generous spirit brightening so many of my days.
