When the children and I first moved to this house I had a private thought.
"Too bad those Rhododendron bushes aren't Camellia's."
Just a private thought, not a prayer, not a wish.
But Someone was listening to my thoughts, and caring, and planning on a little surprise for me.
One sunny morning, while sitting in "My Chair", I looked up and saw these beautiful Camellia blossoms. I nearly jumped. "Oh, oh! Kids! Look! There's a Camellia tree growing next to the deck!"
What a pleasant and intimate surprise!
The tree is just for me.
It's not visible from the street or any other place on the property except
my morning spot. I can also step out on my private balcony to enjoy the top of the tree or to cut some branches. What a loving gift from my Heavenly Father.
Even with special gifts, some days a mother needs some peace and quiet.
I sent the kids outside with strict instructions:
"I don't want to see or hear you until lunch,
which may not be for a very long time. GO!"
When I called them in for a hearty bowl of soup and thick chunks of cornbread,
I saw that they had been busy.
After lunch, they moved camp to follow the sun and gathered books and Kindle for the rest of the day.
It's been a peaceful and quiet time.