Today has been a tough day. It started out pretty good. My daughter started a new session of art classes at a local community center. This session it's a day full, so not only did I have a home day, but it was a quiet all-by-myself home day. (Homeschool moms know that this rarely happens!) I got some blogging in, got some tweeting done, worked on some things for the WildCrickets etsy shop. It was fairly productive.
My day ended crazy. Plans changed. Dinner didn't get made. We were almost late to my daughter's dance class.
Did I mention that my daughter's dance school happens to be in the country? Remember that I'm a country girl at heart. I think it has something to do with my family living in the country or my mother playing far too much John Denver (Country Roads!) when I was young but it soothes me. Actually, it does more than soothe me. It ministers to my soul! I don't care what season it is, or what time of day, a drive in the country makes me smile. There is always something to catch my breath. I see evidence of God in the creations around me. I love watching the animals in pastures and barnyards. The air just seems to be cleaner and smell fresher. I can forget about any trouble that aches or pains me even for a brief minute.
It's a tough night around here. I'm waiting for more information about my grandfather who isn't doing so well. I'm thankful for him in my life as well, but I realized after getting the call that he was being taken to ICU how different hearing this information would have been had I not received some good old fashioned country comfort from my Heavenly Father tonight.
Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, 4 who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God. 2 Corinthians 1:3-4 (NIV)
And just for extra smiles... I know he's not "cool" but I do love John Denver! Though this will date me, I'll say that I grew up listening to him from the cradle as did my daughter. (And I did live in West Virginia for a few years, and it is beautiful!)