Paul got home Sunday after a long flight. He showered, shaved, ate dinner, and went to sleep. At nine o'clock Sunday night we gathered by candlelight to have a tea party for Kathryn's birthday. She was so happy with her gifts and dessert; a fresh-baked coffee cake topped with fresh blueberries and whipped cream. After celebrating until midnight we all went to sleep.
We woke up to rain; a very welcome rain, since our summer has been dry. And throughout the day we have gathered for some good conversation and sipped cups of coffee together. Paul Burton and I worked on a sewing project. He learned how to use my sewing machine and how to hand-sew a blind stitch for hemming. Kathryn worked on a computer problem, while Qavah hung around her Daddy like a fruit fly on a ripe banana. We were a family. We discussed some recent sermons we've heard, listened to Paul Burton play music, and took afternoon naps. It was such a special time, just sitting together in our home and soaking in the peace which was plentiful enough for everyone. Contentment and a peaceful place to abide made our home a very nice place to be. I treasure these good things and thank God for them.