My crown is in my heart, not on my head;
Not deck'd with diamonds and Indian stones,
Nor to be seen; my crown is call'd content;
A crown it is that seldom kings enjoy.
King Henry VI, Part III
Act III, Sc I, Line 62
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What peaceful respite shall you find this day?
I take a daily pot of tea with my devotional time. Whether upon the deck in the warmth of another Indian summer's morn or cozied into my favorite chair, I must pause amidst the scuffle of a family reaching for goals and desires and satisfaction of needs to thank my Lord for yet another day under His watchful eye. Like Paul, I have known want and I have known plenty,* but the greatest knowing has been contentment and peace regardless of the circumstances.
Today I bid you peace and encourage you to find a quiet place to thank the Lord for all you enjoy. Let's count it all joy!** Though I carry no crown upon my head, surely the crown in my heart shines brightly through my countenance. That alone merits celebration on this Respite Wednesday.
Come . . . rest . . . we've a moment to share in the joys of friendship. More tea? : )
Your delightful comments have gifted me with the happiest of musings about taking tea together. Why, I felt as if I had dozed off on the settee in the warm fall sunshine and awoken to find my gardens awash in waltzing well-wishers eager to celebrate with me. Thank you ever so much!!!