Two Weeks Until Recital

 Another semester is almost over, and my graduate piano lecture recital is almost here.  Which means I don't have time to tell you much, except a couple of very important items.

 I'm ok with it being spring. 

I'm ok with my niece and her great parents being here, in my town, right now.

I'm ok with mouse traps catching their prey in the kitchen.

I'm ok with having the most amazing husband in the world.

I'm ok with having great friends who, for example,

call to pray with me at the very moment I am most overwhelmed.

I'm ok with having super in-laws and parents, most of whom will be visiting in two weeks.

I'm ok with having flowers budding in the yard. 

Next to the garden box stuffed with fall's leaves for compost.

I'm ok with my Savior leading me, us, always--"what have I to ask besides?

Can I doubt His tender mercy, who through life has been my Guide?

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For I know whate'er befall me, Jesus doeth all things well.

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Though weary steps may falter, and my soul athirst may be,

Gushing from the rock before me, lo a spring of joy I see."