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SWB: Animal Crackers in my soup


It's been too long since I've posted the Monday Sleeping with Bread Meme prompt. Life has been rather hectic lately, but I've missed our 'bread' conversations - so I thought I'd try to get things baking here again. Thanks for your patience.

I was on my day off today, and to be honest there's been a little too much candle burning on both ends - so I'm home with the sniffles. Nothing big, but it was a good rainy day for some rest, hot honey tea and animal crackers. It's funny how these frosting and sprinkle covered animals reminded me of the good bread in the midst of my stuffy head. They were sweet, so I could taste them even in my stuffy state; and in that they are so like the presence and blessings of God even in the muck and mess of life.

Imagine a drinking bowl of steaming hot chicken noodle soup on a cold rainy day. Taste the oyster crackers and slurp up all the noodles with determination. Even when the circumstances are not their best, a bowl of hot soup - with crackers - can be wonderful medicine indeed!

Since I'd like to get your input here and have this Monday meme be very interactive, I'll keep this prompt short.

What are you most and least grateful for in this last week?
How did you experience God placing animal and oyster crackers in your soup bowl of life?

I'll leave my most and leasts below this video of Shirley Temple clip - it was too cute not to add to our topic today. :)
Peace and Animal Crackers -
Tara



Least grateful:
For not knowing how to shift from summer to fall in my head and allowing my body to accommodate the change.
Learning how to balance additional groups with the fall schedule back in gear.
Stepping into unknown territory of higher ed options for my 12 grade child.
Clutter: Emotional and physical.
Serious health/other problems of extended family and friends.
Discerning answers to some really big questions.
Sniffles.

Most grateful:
Sunny fall days with leaves crunching under my feet.
Celebrating my two year anniversary at my church at the end of this month.
Art shows.
Going to the movies with my husband.
Pizza night with the family.
Taking a whole day off.
re:form nights
Experiencing God's presence and overwhelming love in worship.
A good friend who always has my back.
Team-teaching.
Cell phones for my WHOLE family - feeling much more connected.
Frosted animal crackers.
;)

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This "Sleeping with Bread" Monday Meme, started by Mary-Lue and based off the book by the same name is a place to, just as “the orphans held on to what nourished them and were thus able to sleep peacefully at night, the examen, based on the spiritual exercises of St. Ignatius, helps a person hold onto what spiritually nourishes him by looking at what is giving him consolation in his life or causing him desolation. It allows someone to express his gratitude to God for the good stuff and turn to him for solace for the bad stuff."
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Mel said…
Thank you.
I so needed the reminder to look for the good.
I know it's there.
8:09 PM GMT-5
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