Sweet violets

Some come in white,

Some come in green,

Love gifts are everywhere;

See what I mean?


Here's the ancient ear worm to go with the title:

(Photos taken in our woods below the barn this morning, in the rain.)

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So, 40 Acts began today. I got the first prompt last night (you can read it here) and was underwhelmed by it. The devotional thought was good; it was the "act" that left me uninspired. Just draw a "target"? Find a 40 Acts buddy? The "Red Act" was a more concrete action, but who would I target, and how? Wednesday is one of my stay-at-home days; the only people I would see are my son and husband. Of course, they are in my target, but I do stuff for them all the time. How to show either of them more generosity?

As I was pondering that this morning, Rick returned home after taking Brian to school (work has been slow). Then his secretary called, informing him of a veterinary need over at the coast. Did I want to ride along? My first thought was, "No." I had things that needed to be done, and I like to be home alone. And then I remembered:

So for the next 40 days will you join us as we sacrifice something we love? Our pride, privacy, time, reputation, treasure. Will you take a risk and be a radical expression of faith reaching out in love? Who can you target today?

Boom. Here was my "act;" sacrificing my treasured time alone to make my husband happy ('quality time' is his main love language). And although I didn't walk in my door again until 7:30 when we got home with Brian after basketball practice, it was a good day. We even sat and watched the ocean for a bit – and got a rainbow blessing!

Happy Valentine's Day from . . .