When we first moved into our house, our sweet realtor graciously brought us 3 large pots of flowers. There couldn’t have been a more perfect gift! Whenever I think of Kalispell in the summer, I picture bright pots of flowers. They have adorned our porch all summer, and the color has made me so happy!
The cool, frosty mornings have now begun to take effect, and my flowers are starting to feel fall as well. Look at the geranium leaves — they are resembling maple leaves in October!
This past week has been quite a doozy. School was especially tough. I talked with a friend who had a similar week, and she put it this way: It was like we had a spring break that lasted half a year and now suddenly the kids are suppose to be back at school! Honestly, I didn’t expect the transition to be quite so difficult. In addition, I had tough family news. It was like a fog hanging over us — and, quite literally, we have had thick, smoky air from all the wildfires in neighboring states.
I sat on the porch yesterday just staring at my flowers. The bright colors contrasted with the smoky air really lifted my spirit as I began to have a change of heart — praising God for his glorious provision, his faithfulness, and his nearness to those broken in spirit. He lifted me out of the mire.
School has gone much better this week. We are finding our groove, as well as extending grace. The air remains smoky, but crisp and cool with the smell of sweet pine rather than smoke! Dear California friends arrive tomorrow. It’s the ebb and flow of life — the hills and valleys. God is good on the mountain top with the beautiful view — but he is also good in the valley, where the air is not as clear, but his presence is heavy!
Livin' the Yeh Life 