Esta, my dad's sweet wife of almost a year now (and we're growing to love her more each day) and I were talking when I noticed a book on her shelf. I asked her about it and she said, "Oh, my sister gave that to me years ago. You're welcome to borrow it."
I picked it up and started reading… The Country Diary of an Edwardian Lady by Edith Holden. And it's just what I needed right now as I'm writing the second book in the Belmont series.
It's a facsimile reproduction of a naturalist's diary for the year 1906. It's Edith Holden's words, in her own writing, with her own drawings. Beautiful. Such a treasure!
Esta encouraged me to borrow her copy from her sister, but I just couldn't. Her sister (who died of breast cancer some years back) had given it to her. Plus, I like to keep the books I use for historical research because I tend to refer to them again and again. So… I hopped on Amazon and found a copy within two minutes!
I love when things like that happen with this book. Yet, I wouldn't call those times happenstances. I think God sends encouragements in so many shapes and sizes. Some are big. Some are small. Some pass us by without us giving them a parting glance. But I'm really trying to be more aware of these occurrences. And it's amazing––once you start looking––how many there are. God is so lavish with his gifts and grace! Just like his love.
And now to make certain you start your day with a chuckle… I love a baby's laughter!
Have you had something happen recently where you knew without a doubt that it was gift from above? I'd love to hear about it!
P.S. If you haven't seen the trailer for To Whisper Her Name, the first Belle Meade Plantation novel releasing this fall, I invite you to!