Auditioning for the part of “Good Dog” who sits on the deck patiently.
He’s no good dog. Look how he got to the deck. By bursting through the screen. A Very Bad Dog.
Stuff Portrait Friday
What I wish I had more of:
I wish I had more time. That’s not quite right; I want to have more control and discipline over what I do with the time I have. (Plus, I like pretty clocks and fun watches, and wanted to show you some.)
What I have too much of:
Too many hostas . . .
And some are just too big.
What I have just enough of:
Truly, pretty much everything. I don’t know how to take a picture of it. A picture of my brain to show the way I think, or my heart to show the way I feel. Especially in the last several years of my life, I have felt called to practice gratitude. That phrase might sound strange, but it’s precisely accurate. “Called to practice gratitude.” Enough is enough, and I have faith (most of the time; I’m learning) that I’ll always have enough. And I’ll give thanks for it. Words like these help me:
“I am not saying this because I am in need, for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do everything through him who gives me strength.”
Philippians 4:10
What? Yes, smartass, I know it’s not time for my Sunday Post yet. Shut up.
