115. the first thing in the morning snuggle of the littlest boy.
116. a deep breath of dusky summer air
117. the stirring of wind-touched trees
118. ... and ears to hear the sounds
119. a good place to live and make a home
120. the Father's protection over my boys
121. a new season of life and all the surprises that my Lord has planned ahead
122. new and good friends
123. the coolness of a rain-drizzled morning after days of hanging heat
124. a child's footsteps in the morning
125. a colourful stripey cup
126. a God who came
127. the He is full of compassion
128. good books
129. laughter
130. the astounding variety of bird calls
131. the laughing call of a kookaburra
132. memories floating by on my computer screen
133. the dry cracking buzz of a cicada in flight
134. the focussed interest of a boy- intent on catching skimmer bugs to give them 'a happy life' in his aquarium
135. the sun rising and casting more light
136. the early light creeping down the trees
137. the sure knowledge of His great love
138. the mist hanging low on the hills
139. the opportunity to teach
140. a child's excitement that wakes him early and keeps him up
141. quiet that bookends my day
142. being home
143. garbage trucks trundling away my rubbish
144. a dad and his wife who look for ways to bless us all the while pouring love and attention into the boys
145. the boisterous sounds of boys at play
I want to keep counting, to keep naming, to keep being aware - because I am finding that in this simple act of naming His gifts given to me, I am seeing Him.
