faithfully thankful

maggots.

Totally disgusting.  Found in the trash can when I was putting it out for the garbage collectors the next morning.

Husband is still away.  Rats.  It is totally up to me.

I am there after reading outside from my phone about how to kill maggots, not a tutorial I wanted to learn about.  I am trying to take each one out, with my children by my side.  They do make every dirty deed a bit better.  They are right there walking with me as I take the boiling pots of water outside to pour on the mound...I know totally disgusting!

I am picking up maggots with a shovel, and I look up at Deveraux and ask, "What do we have to be thankful for in this moment?"
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She rattles off several things without pause. 

Without pause.

Thanksgiving in the midst of maggots.

I am asked to be thankful..."Give thanks in everything...."
This has been a hard season, not what I expected.
I am asked to be faithful.
I want to be faithful in the seemingly "cool stuff".  Like faithful in Africa, faithful while serving the masses, faithful when it feels okay to be faithful. 

Not faithful when it feels really hard to be faithful or not sure of the outcome or in the seemingly small stuff that may not receive notice.

If my daughter can be thankful in the midst of maggots.  I can be thankful and faithful in the season.

(They are still really gross...and this is one blog I do not have a picture for.....thankfully!)