Flakes of manna new every morning

 Now the full number of those who believed were of one heart and soul, and no one said that any of the things that belonged to him was his own, but they had everything in common. Acts 4:30

If I push away the clouds of What Is Not Important, I find myself stumbling into one heart and one soul in the most unexpected places.

In my mother's living room for instance. Wrapped up with a big glistening bow from Our Father of Lights who knows how to give good gifts. Julie Harden has been around forever. She said that she and her husband always were standing up at those end of church altar calls for who feels the tugging of the heart strings to go unto all the corners of the earth to preach the gospel. So there were lots of times that The Harden family was hanging around the  press and I remember their cute little kids, especially the girl with dark curly hair and bright blue eyes that could see the world through a sharpened pencil. And John with the ink-stained apron wrapped around his battle with the creaky monster of a press. And there paths have gone hither and thither and mostly to those sort of nowhere spots so far away likely Papua New Guinea and back again and Sierra Vista now

And there was some staring at the floor as Jenny packed her bags. It was ever-so-clear that she had followed the Prompting and had hopped into the plane to walk through this shadowed valley with us and and to discover the cool streams and green pastures and most of all the I Shall Not Wantness of it all. A gaping maw loomed just ahead and it was beyond out collective imagination to as to who could step in the gap as I packed my bag for Nashville and Zachary and Emma packed their bag for California and Nicole packed her bag for Sedona. That was a lot of bag packing. And I suspect ol' momma just wanted to hop into one of them herself.

And then Julie Harden called. And stepped into the afternoon with such grace and wisdom that it would be not only impossible but flat out ungrateful to overlook God's faithful daily manna provision.

May my heart be constant in a place of praise, for He is worthy.