My Grandma had a stroke a few weeks ago and today she was able to come home.  My sister, the kiddos and I went to visit she and my Grandpa this afternoon and we took her some flowers in a mason jar.  Mason jars always make me think of her.  This remarkable woman has contributed so much to who I am…she means the world to me.  What a blessing that my children get to visit her and my Grandpa in the same house I grew up running around in.  What a gift that my kids get to know them.   What a picture of God’s grace in my life.

On the way there I was tempted to wonder as I drove the same familiar, rural roads I’ve driven hundreds of times to see them…how much longer I will we be able to make these visits?

On the way home after a wonderful visit the golden sun was setting over the freshly harvested Ridge.  I was filled with such peace.  We have today.  And it’s a gift.

God’s got this!

All the chaos, all the noise, all the fear…He is so far above it.  I am so grateful that He alone gives the peace that passes understanding.

Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.  And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.  Philippians 4:6-7