"My beloved is unto me as a bundle of myrrh." Song of Solomon 1:13
Tuesday, February 4th, 2014
Forgive me. I’m gonna whine for a few minutes.
When writing about the past and the things you miss, you can easily start to sound so ungrateful. So discontent. And to be honest I am both sometimes, most times.
I wouldn’t trade what I have now for anything. I mean really.
Who wouldn’t want to have coffee with this crazy girl every morning?
Though it’s harder than I ever knew it would be, I have been blessed with the life I always wanted.
Richer than I was, more full than I knew possible….but.
Thursday, May 9th, 2013
~ Capturing the context of contentment in everyday life ~
Every Thursday, at Like Mother, Like Daughter
{Pretty}
Yesterday was a beautiful rainy day. I stood at the backdoor looking out, watching the drip drip of raindrops falling into a pan left on the swing set. And I really wanted to be out there.
{Happy}
On a day like this one, grey, cool and wonderful, I wanted to breath in the wet earth, to splash and not care about the mess of muddy shoes, damp shirts, pants and hair soaked.
So I took the babies out.
After the big girls went back inside I sat and held my big boy. He watched the birds and the cars and I watched him. His chubby fingers. The little curl on his right side that wraps around to his ear. The mile long lashes.
{Funny}
He was thrilled to be damp and cold. To jump in the wet grass, to kick the drain pipe and get mud on his boots. To be the big brother to his “DeeDee” who toddled right along trying to do everything he did.
And I got to watch it all.
I must do this more. Get out of my kitchen, out of the laundry room. I must add “Sit, Watch, Listen” to my TO DO list.
Cuz really. How could I not?!
{Real}
But the weight of my anxieties, the strain of all the noise, the chaos that suddenly breaks out, the messes made in this house keep me “head down” plowing through all that must be done to keep me sane.
But does all the “doing” keep me sane?
This summer I’m challenging myself to “do” less. To sit more, read more, play more and see what happens.
Sit, Watch and Listen with me HERE.
Tuesday, March 12th, 2013
Where sin abounds, Grace much more abounds. I usually don’t see it and sometimes I flat out push it away.
But Grace still happens. When I’m not looking, while our family crowds on the couch, someone inevitably crying, tired or put out, while we sing of His love, just like that, through a few words He blesses me with a little refreshing breath, a drink of living water. And I take it gladly, in unexpected snippets.
Tuesday, March 6th, 2012
Joy. This is a tough one. As a Christian I should be joyful, can be joyful and want to be joyful. But I’m just so much better at being miserable!
Recently while laying in bed ready to drift off (the best time of the day!) I actually felt content, blessed and joyful. In that moment all was right, all asleep, all healthy…just good and right. I think it’s been a long time since I felt that. And I was thankful to the brim.
I listened to this podcast today about Christian Joy. It does a much better job with this subject than I would so you should listen to it.
