Counting Crumbs

by | Nov 25, 2012 | Uncategorized

I stood on the tarmac and watched my uncle pilot the red belly of the plane right into the blue, floating to a pencil point while we drove pavement back home. Pulled bins labeled mantle and living room from the attic and twinkled branches until sunset. Sat round four plates of turkey and cranberry on white thankful.

H chased the boy round the house with pumpkin pie hands, bearded his face whipped cream. And we laughed silly over it all.

We’re eating the leftovers from the miracle of last week. And they still taste like they were pulled right from the oven.

Sometimes awe looks like the crumbs on your plate and smile on your face, the way her chest rises and falls on the couch covered up in a blanket in the middle of the day.

What does it look like at your house?

Happy Sunday Friends!


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  1. Linda Stoll

    … an absolutely awesome photo … an absolutely awesome God!

  2. Sarah

    Such a beautiful picture. Such precious words

  3. Diana Trautwein

    Amen, amen. Sure hope she’s feeling better. Strep is no fun, but thankfully it is pretty easily treatable. Keep right on basking for a while – this is one for a long time of celebration.

    • Redemption's Beauty

      It’s amazing what a day on antibiotics can do Diana. So grateful for that minute clinic at CVS. She is already feeling better and drove again today for the first time. Baby steps to healing.

  4. hisbenefits

    Our crumbs this week have been caregivers that love my mother, four cousins when there could have only been three, and the peace and comfort of returning home to our very good life.

    • Redemption's Beauty

      It’s really the people in our lives that matter the most isn’t it? Love your crumbs.

  5. marty

    What lovely word pictures you paint!

    • Redemption's Beauty

      Thank you Marty, appreciate knowing you think so.

  6. Deidra Riggs

    I’ve been following your journeys as of late. Praying for you, and glad to know he’s got you covered.

    • Redemption's Beauty

      Glad to know you are praying Deidra, thank you.

  7. Amy

    I remember the year after my sister very seriously attempted suicide (as in stomach needed to be pumped 15 or 17 times, I forget, and lined with charcoal-so-you-don’t-die attempt). Every holiday we had the keen awareness, this would have been so different without HER. And the waves of gratitude came afresh.

    • Redemption's Beauty

      So sorry to hear that your sister tried to commit suicide but thankful she survived. I’m sure it changed everyone’s ability to see life differently. Thanks for sharing this Amy.

  8. Christine

    Your crumbs are beautiful. Thank you for this reminder.

  9. Lynn Morrissey

    Awe shimmered in tears around our Thanksgiving table when we individually thanked God aloud for blessings great and small, and my niece wept because her parents’ marriage is beyond repair, but her dad was at our dinner anyway; when people, outside our guest list, invited themselves to our house because they said they loved our hospitality; when one niece begged her mother to come to our house *before* going out of town to her other relatives, because she loves my husband’s stuffing best! :-); when my eighty-two-year-old mother, her face ringed with snow-cloud hair, cradled her long-awaited, six-month-old great-granddaughter whose middle name is Joy (because she is one); when all the cousins rummaged through my basement cedar closet to don a mish-mash of old dress-ups and filmed a movie in their hand-me-down finery; when we sang in one accord, with one heart around the grand piano and my desolate brother played his violin as if he were striking his very heartstrings; when hours after our feast, we dived in all over again with a bounty of fruit pies and fruitful conversation lingering long into the night, and played table games till the cows came home; when my husband Michael and I tidied up after all guests had departed, gingerly hand-washing my great-aunts’ china, rainbow-flowered, evoking the fragrant garden of radiance and sweetness that was their lives; when Michael and I finally drowsily descended onto a pillow-top mattress, floating beneath billowing goose-down, tired to the bone, but deeply satisfied, in awe of our Maker who had showered us with blessings too numerous to count. Several asked about Murielle, Shelly, and she was part of our blessed thanksgiving to God. I am so happy for your Thanksgiving miracle!!!!!

    • Redemption's Beauty

      I want to come to your house for Thanksgiving, it sounds perfect in every way. So glad you had such a wonderful day. Thank you so much for the sweet card you sent to Murielle. She smiled, couldn’t believe someone she didn’t know would send her a card and pray for her. We were both touched by our thoughfulness.

      • Lynn Morrissey

        Well, Shelly, the offer stands for you to come on over, and bring the whole gang! (And to our cabin, as I’ve said). Oh, I”m so glad that Murielle rec’d the card. And yes, my friends and I are so pleased to pray for her speedy recovery. May the Lord bless you and your family, Shelly, as you enter into Advent.

  10. Mia

    Watching two boy cousins filled with laughter running by the lake with Nerf guns in hand makes my heart sing. They are eleven months apart in age. They have found a commonality in filing the nets with soccer balls, racing back from “Cousin Mountain,” the challenge of Lego building and keeping little brothers at bay. The days are perfect-blessings. The moon is smiling on us as s’mores are getting crispy on the burning twigs in the windy back yard and the stars twinkle and wink at us.We are laughing at the mess we are making and who made “the bestest yet smore!” Just hours ago eighteen chairs were filled at the flower bedecked tables; there is just one high chair being filled now. A bounty of food on laden tables and we share stories of how these very recipes now grace our tables. Sweet memories of preparation and those that made them before us. We miss those not sitting with us as we’ve said prayers and given our thanksgivings. Bedtime stories come soon and tired littles are tucked in. My heart still sings of provision and peace.

    • Redemption's Beauty

      I love the way you do life with your family. The way you have invested yourself in your kids and grandkids. So thankful for your example in my life. And this comment could be a blog post – just beautiful imagery.

  11. Maureen

    Thank you for the reminder – the crumbs are enough. And more!

  12. Joanne Norton

    We were visiting my husband’s family in Minneapolis — 400-ish miles away — and had a delightful time. Good sharing, good smiling. And I’m always blessed when they ask my husband to say the grace. Reached home around midnight, which was a good thing. But being with family and pouring forth thankfulness, either directly or indirectly, is a blessing. Thank you for your delightful sharing. [Now that my life has readjusted from traveling so much and “Bhutanese-ing” so much, I am hoping to “see” more of you. It’s always a blessing.] [Can you tell I like that “blessing” word? Hmm… maybe I’m an addict. Well, I AM for rocks, but m..a..y..b..e blessing, too.]

    • Redemption's Beauty

      I have a dear friend in Minneapolis that I haven’t seen in years. It’s so cold there. Glad you had a good holiday Joanne.

  13. Christina

    Mine is a floor made messy by ten kids running in and out while adults say gathered to talk. Oh and chocolate pecan pie:)

    • Redemption's Beauty

      Sounds like a little slice of heaven to me Christina. I grew up wanting to be the Kool-Aid mom with lots of kids in the house, sounds like you realized my dream!

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