Rebecca Writes - Rebecca Writes

It’s the end of another busy day. I’m home alone; the house is quiet. I like a little bit of silence now and then, and I’m thankful that I have it tonight.

Here are a few gifts I’ve received from my Father’s hand this week:

Some days of perfect summer weather.
Time with both grandbabies.
Fresh broccoli from the garden.
Peaches in season in the supermarket.
The sound of rain on the roof while I sleep.
An excellent sermon on taking up our cross.
Time to finish some chores that have been too long on my to-do list.
A few lessons learned, or so I hope.
A new and exciting opportunity.

I’m also thankful that God is just. He will make everything right in the end and that’s a good thing. I’m thinking in particular of a crime that happened several years ago. No one who knew the victim thought the sentence of the court was commensurate with crime. But we don’t have to carry this injustice ourselves; we can leave it to God who will execute perfect justice. I can rest in that and I’m thankful.