... for the rhythmic act of kneading bread.
... for warm sourdough, fresh from the oven, with a nice hard crust and soft middle.
... for a small bouquet of clover buds sitting on the windowsill above my sink.
... for a fresh breeze that blows the scent of that bouquet to me as I wash dishes.
... for the way the same breeze blows my sheets full while they dry on the line.
... for Euclid and his clearness of mind.
... for the opportunity to study Euclid.
... for beautiful words.
... for friends who are honest enough not to sugarcoat the truth.
Glory to God for all things!
(I would like to try to keep a record of the small things that bring me joy and show God's goodness in my life. I would love it if you would join me in the comments and share the small things that bring joy to your own life!)