A Basket of Love

After the past 2 weeks I am beginning to realize that my imagined sense of life getting easier was a joke! But a good joke at that. For the past 2 weeks my wonderful God given Husband has been wiring speaker cable through the new house, this way we can add speakers through out the house over time so that classical music and Bible stories can be played and listened to while we go about our daily tasks. After all who stays in one room for longer then a few fleeting minutes! I've been wondering if there was a way to add subliminal messaging....."I love to make my bed" "I love to scrub the toilets" "Yes, Mummy, of course Mummy" but then they would be working on me too!

Joking aside, the children and I have been enjoying heading over to the house on days when Husband is going there right after work with dinner and a picnic blanket.

We spread the quilted blanket out on what will be our living room and open a darling wicker basket with a hinged lid that we found at an antique market and unload a portable feast for the senses.

Each night we try to include a surprise for Daddy. Tonight it will be freshly picked strawberries from the farm across the road. Local chocolates picked up on the way, iced coffee and watermelon cubes have also been hidden in the car until dessert time when one of the kidlets is selected to go and retrieve our surprise.

This got me thinking about the simple, small acts of Love that sometimes get overlooked in our fast paced society. That longing gaze across the room at your spouse, ruffling your sons' hair, kissing the forehead of the cuddle-bug, preparing special favorites for meals (even octopus hot dogs!), picking up the dry cleaning without being asked, helping a little one with their responsibilities, really every moment of our day to day activities has the opportunity to be an act of love to our family and friends and ecclesia.

Do we take the time?

Not just the time to show our care and love but do we activitly seek ways to help, sooth, comfort, put a smile on someone else' face?

Perhaps that should be our daily prayer.

My Grandfather used to say "Ask God to show you what needs doing, and then ask him for the strenght to persevere."

What a wise man he was. I pray that we will be joined together again soon at the Resurrection!

Now the kidlets and I are off to pack the picnic basket....such fun!