God is good... life is good.  Last Sunday morning when I woke up, the house was quiet and my heart was full of joy.  The phrase "You give me joy that's unspeakable....and I like it." kept running through my head, like a warped cd or a broken record.  In my soul I felt it.  As I looked around my perch on the couch in my son's living room, there were people everywhere, parked on air matresses around the room and sleeping soundly.  It was a thrilling thing.  I guess it doesn't take much to thrill an old homeschooler.   A weekend together with my family, watching my son grill for 10 people, watching my future daughter in law handle the squash of the crowd in that tiny apartment, preparing side dishes and trying to unpack shower gifts at the same time.  It was a couple of days that I will never forget.  (Did I mention that my son also graduated from college that weekend?)  How grateful I am to God for moments like that, of peace and joy in the midst of the din of life.