It was a good day

When I got up this morning, while it was still dark, I saw a sliver of the moon in the pre-dawn sky with a star-like planet glowing close beside it. It was the start of a good Saturday.

I anticipated the “No Other Gods Bible study women” coming to our house at 8:30. After my own quiet time and coffee, I showered, dressed, and made muffins and a fresh pot of coffee. I peeked my head out the door and saw the sun shining and felt its warmth, a welcome relief after so much cold and snow.

The women came bringing their smiles and their Bibles. We shared a sweet time of fellowship and what we had learned during our week of study. There were some tender moments, some “yes, I know what you mean” moments, and some prayerful moments.

After the ladies left, Sweet William and I went to pick up my little black car and found that Bob Montgomery Honda is true to their word in giving good service. We were satisfied. Since I was only a hop, skip, and a jump away from my Dad’s house, we stopped for a short visit. He and Esther were glad we had come.

Afterward, Bill and I went to one of our favorite restaurants, China Garden, for lunch. It has been a special place for us since we were first married.

I got a chance to go to the Dollar Tree, a place that has a little of everything and where I could spend a lot more than a dollar if I let myself.

I managed to resist going by a thrift store, my personal addiction, because I really don’t need anything and I’m trying to save money instead of spend it.

When I got home, the day had turned so beautiful that I opened my kitchen window for some fresh air as I typed at the computer.

Daylight was fading but I still had time for a walk. I took our Maltese along, who has become a chubby buddy through the winter. Let’s don’t talk about his owner’s weight.

I donned my walking shoes and grabbed Buddy’s leash. It felt good to be out moving. As I passed a neighbor’s house, I watched the mourning doves doing some sort of dance in the air. A dozen or so of them twittered as they flew from one tree to another, from one yard to another. I wondered if they were enjoying this day like I was.

On the walk back to my house, a flock of Canadian geese flew overhead, honking at me below.

After a good stretch, I was happy to have made it almost two laps of my lane. Supper and a movie finished me off for the day. My snugly warm PJ’s feel good now.

My grandson, Ethan, has a standard phrase with which he starts his bedtime prayers when he spends the night. Tonight I’d like to echo them.

It’s been a good day.    



Please leave a comment and tell me about your day.

4 thoughts on “It was a good day

  1. I agree whole heartedly about the day. It was just beautiful. I also was up early. Way before daylight. I too started my personal Bible study. The first words I read, GOD IS REAL, NO MATTER HOW I FEEL. I knew it was going to be a wonderful day. His word said,”I will never leave you, I will never abandon you” I felt his comforting presence,even in the midst of my approaching stormy weather ahead. I steped out on faith knowing that he and I will walk together into the sunshine. Yes today I saw a rainbow. It has been a good day here too. Blessings.

    • Amen, Elaine. I often think on cloudy days that even when I can’t see the sun, it is still there. As Christians we live out the same reality. When the clouds gather around our lives or we are in the midst of a storm, we still know the Son is there. And that He will shine again.

  2. Peggy,
    I always say sliver of the moon when it is at that phase…my husband always comments on it…it was a good day…wish I had taken advatage of being outside like you…but, my cat doesn’t leash very well for walks,ha,ha!

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