I'm so thankfull!

Have you ever feel the deepest sense of joy and peace? Two days ago as my husband mowed the yard in our new place I decided to walk around since I have not tour the entire property. The last acre was left wild and during the spring it changed to many different colors of the native wild flowers. Right now is all dry and the shaded parts have remain with a lot of green. You can see the valley behind us, just acre after acre of pure, untouched beauty. The house we are fixing is not my dream style house. I always wanted an older home with lots of architectural details. This house was not the deal maker, it was the land, all those trees that made us fall in love. I know I will be able to make the home a beautiful place. I'm dreaming of gardens, especially one. It is going to be Cookie's garden. My only son passed away many years ago. We decided to have him cremated since I wanted to be able to keep his aches and lay them down someday in the place we will retire. I think this is the place. I have chosen an oak tree, close to the house. I know that he is in Heaven waiting for me, in the meantime I want to do this for me. I don't think it is going to brake my heart  laying his aches in the ground and I don't need this garden to remember him, I do that every day. I want to celebrate his life and all it brought to us. It is going to be a celebration garden, because God is good and we have hope in life as well as in death.

   Going back to the feeling of complete well being I experience, as I looked at the valley I asked God what I have done to deserve this place. I feel so blessed, more than I can possibly deserve. I feel the favor of God and for that I'm so GRATEFUL. I'm not a tree hugger but I felt the urge to touch as many trees as I could that day and blessed them, to look up and thank God from the bottom of my heart. I understood why the Word says that nature sings of His glory. So bear with me, I believe you are going to see many tree photos in my blog from now on. I will continue to post photos of the progress. Blessings, Marta.