Home blessings
We are still surrounded by smoke, in a state of tension, watching as the fires take out our towns and beautiful state, seeing the ashes fall like snow out our windows, praying for an end to this (and to 2020 let’s be honest lol) So decided there is not better way to spend our Sunday than than with family. It is funny the faces people make when I say my favorite part of hosting people at our home for meals is the clean up after and I actually mean it. There is something so rewarding about tending to my home after. I call it blessings the house, it’s almost a type of meditative process where I cherish every single aspect of our time together and our blessings, where I bask in the goodness of God, and fill the time with silent Thanksgiving. I savor the slow actions of * rinsing of the plates, the warm water splashing my hands, the traces of food and reminders of full bellies * putting left overs and ingredientes lovingly in the fridge as I plan on ways to be a good steward and using them ...
