My friend Michele came by last week so I could help her build a facebook page for her blog Living Our Days. Michele says of her new facebook page and this photo -
"Here's where it all began - at a kitchen table,
like so many wonderful things."
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like so many wonderful things."
She's speaking of my kitchen table shown above. As I reflected on this photo, I was in awe of all it represented by itself. A print of a famous painting (The Angelus) given to me by my mother. It depicts a peasant couple praying, which serves as a reminder to be thankful for what I have. A pair of pilgrims given to me by my friend Vee as we both have ancestors who came to this country on the Mayflower. My "fruit of the Spirit" bowl given to me by my friend Judy ~ and of course the obvious work in progress over cups of coffee that grew cold before we finished them.
It's so much more than just a table with hand-me-down yellow country chairs, popping against the dark purple fall tablecloth (a thrift store treasure). It's a place where memories are made.
Being a pastor's wife and living in the church parsonage, my kitchen table gets a lot of use. If my table could talk, it would remind me of all the family meals we've eaten there; the times of crafting with grandchildren and friends; the blog posts written; the people we've prayed with; conversations over the endless cups of coffee or tea; friendships formed; bibles studies; weddings planned; babies announced; laughter and tears.
As Michele and I got down to business on our laptops, we shared our knowledge with one another, we laughed a lot (well..I laughed a lot - she's really funny), and we prayed. I learned she likes black coffee (she's a minimalist, I am not). We had a good time, and accomplished much. We made a memory.
Michele recently reviewed the book "The Life Giving Table" by Sally Clarkson, and talked about her own "life giving" table where she and her husband raised and schooled, four boys.
You can find Michele on Facebook here: Living Our Days
This blog, Little Birdie Blessings is on Facebook here: Little Birdie Blessings
It's so much more than just a table with hand-me-down yellow country chairs, popping against the dark purple fall tablecloth (a thrift store treasure). It's a place where memories are made.
Being a pastor's wife and living in the church parsonage, my kitchen table gets a lot of use. If my table could talk, it would remind me of all the family meals we've eaten there; the times of crafting with grandchildren and friends; the blog posts written; the people we've prayed with; conversations over the endless cups of coffee or tea; friendships formed; bibles studies; weddings planned; babies announced; laughter and tears.
As Michele and I got down to business on our laptops, we shared our knowledge with one another, we laughed a lot (well..I laughed a lot - she's really funny), and we prayed. I learned she likes black coffee (she's a minimalist, I am not). We had a good time, and accomplished much. We made a memory.
Michele recently reviewed the book "The Life Giving Table" by Sally Clarkson, and talked about her own "life giving" table where she and her husband raised and schooled, four boys.
You can find Michele on Facebook here: Living Our Days
This blog, Little Birdie Blessings is on Facebook here: Little Birdie Blessings
Thanks for visiting, reading, subscribing and commenting on my blog. You're the reason I keep writing. Have a blessed day.















































