My Cup Runneth Over

Good morning!

I woke up the other morning to this.

A new coffee mug sitting on my nightstand. With a message on it. πŸ’˜ A gift from my husband.

Now it might have looked empty to the average onlooker, but to me, it was not. My cup runneth over.

I was driving to Oklahoma City that very morning for surgery. I was NPO. That meant I could have nothing by mouth. Until after surgery due to anesthesia. That meant we could not enjoy our usual morning coffee in bed together as we so regularly do. Yet my sweet husband bought me a mug and told me to take it with me. And have my morning coffee in it the next morning. For we would be apart. He was not joining me, rather staying home holding down the homefires with our construction crew. A friend would be accompanying me.

I’m so blessed. My cup runneth over. I have an awesome husband. A fulfilling job. My home becomes more beautiful each day. All three of my daughters are in great places in their own lives, happy, with wonderful families and futures before them. We have kindergarten baseball players and engagement rings and babies! All three are at different stages, yet all abundantly happy.

How about you? How is your cup looking?

Do you wake up to a cup that says Mornin’ Darlin’ to you each day?

If not, buy one for yourself! Or I will!

Let’s all be thankful. For our blessings. Each and every day. No matter how large or small. And let’s greet each new day with a Mornin’ Darlin’. 😚And a cup of fresh, steaming, hot coffee to start our day off right. But be careful. If you’re not careful, your cup just might runneth over!

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies. Thou annointest my head with oil, my cup runneth over. Psalm 23:5

Love and laughter,

Sandy

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