We just stayed home that Wednesday. It had been a long journey, those four seminary classes. And a stressed Mommy tried not to make her fantastic four CSI victims. We all just needed a night. A night to settle. Get into pajamas a little early and enjoy the nothingness of a cleared evening.

But we were waiting for him. Because without him our evening doesn’t end like it should. Nope, I’m not talking about mass chaos breaking out, I’m talking about how they relish in His teaching of God’s Word around the kitchen table.

But tonight was special.

Sometimes you just have to make the ordinary special.

By the power of candles.

It’s the simple, really,

that makes it all so beautifully extravagant.

-Thankful, grateful and blessed.