Book of Now or Where No Today is Commonplace (because of God's grace)

Now is a sequence of little love-lettersunfolding and folding in sacred synchronicity! My granddaughter's grin yesterday as her mommy surprised her with an unexpected visit (aka break for momma) to gramma's house This morning's poem was penned amidst much Now unfolding, such asa frustrated and discouraged daughter asking for prayers for wisdom and patience as she parents, especially a three year old daughter whose endless curiosity and energy results in the most unpredictable episodes.Yesterday said grand daughter watched ever-so-closely as gramma put in her contact lenses. This morning while her mommy was busy with baby brother she decided to try to clean mommy's contacts!! Last week after her mommy glazed some meatloaf for supper, andwas helping Big Brother with some reading,this opened a window of opportunityto slather leftover glaze on the stove burner!Other recent episodes, often harmless but patience trying...let's see how much toilet paper fits in a drain.let's get out all my summer clothes because the snow melted!!!let's use mom's real taco -seasoning in my toy kitchen while I'm cooking!(and this gal moves faster than the Tasmanian devil in the old bugs bunny cartoons😂😂)These episodes are most often followed with a very penitent little girl saying "I'm thorry, mommy for'...and then its hard for mommy to stay cross for very long after😅💓 Dear mommies and daddies, don't give up.After prayer-folded hands, a loving and firm hand is the best thing you can give your children!(Dear older moms and dads, let's remember to pray faithfully for younger parents!because, do you remember the unrelenting challenge of parenting little children?!!)Let's pray they may have the wisdom, the patience and the courage to do the hard parenting! Every stage of Now, no matter how old we are seems to run rife with life's challenges/lessons!By God's goodness and mercy aka grace, we go... Lessons learned through laughter and tearsTune tides soon turned to yesteryearsHow swift sterling sunrises setThe stage unfurling folds of ‘yet’Where gold and gray-spun Granting sweepsEach new today to Bygone’s deepsWith Now, the ink that pulses throughWhat first we think and then we doUntil we ford that final riftTo meet the Lord who gave life’s giftWhere time’s tatters of touching lieIn stilled splatters where ink drops dry …in a love letter God will readPrompting us to pay better heedTo what deed writes before we bowAnd God recites our Book of Now…where, pray above all He will seeThe acquittal of CalvaryThat began, with Now’s earnest tryEternity’s thank-you replyWhere no today is commonplaceIn hope’s hooray, because of graceAs step by step and prayer by prayerGod folds away time’s sacred stair © Janet Martin some 'nows' are as sweet as maple cream fudge, (see recipe below)being sampled here... others, not! (Above, Miss Mischief's Baby Brother who seems to take up a LOT of mommy-time💞💗) Here is an annual Christmas treat favourite from my childhood;Maple Cream Fudge recipe... Listen to counsel and accept discipline, that you may be wise the rest of your days.