1723. slow growth. it's slow inside my heart, but it's there. thank You Spirit of the Living God.
1724. a girl date in while the brothers are gone. complete with candles and dipping oil for crusty bread. anticipated gift.
1725. a full 12 hours without dad [this isn't super uncommon, but it feels different when he's far away enough to not be easily on hand] and by His grace it was an enjoyable peaceful day with the kids. they encouraged me with their upbeat spirits, willingness to get along and try to keep good attitudes and very helpful. thank you Jesus.
1726. teeny pony tails.
Saturday, February 27, 2016
Saturday, February 20, 2016
1720 - 1722
1720. tim's comment, half joking half serious. "you're making us better people little by little." he's referring to the way his 9-year-old has learned from me to make smoothies and to make healthy food choices, an most recently her debating with them to start recycling. kelly says "she's given me the landfill speech so many times now." this makes my heart happy. and i'm laughing and apologizing at the same time.
1721. the guy pouring the blue Powerade out his window, onto his windshield.
1722. Harry Potter book series + the way that literature brings people together.
Wednesday, February 17, 2016
1715-1719
1715. time alone. what a gift that i never in my past years thought i would welcome. i used to not be able to stand being alone. now, it is a space of quiet, rest, prayer, creativity, relaxation, recharging, learning, growth. thankful when ever my husband or children give me that gift.
1716. thankful for women both near and far who are good good teachers. the way they speak, they way they love, the way they pursue Christ and the Scriptures, the way they encourage, offer wisdom and truth. I am a rich woman indeed to be given the gift of women friendship.
1717. stringed lights taped to the wall to create a head board, now focal piece for my eyes. so simple, but it brings me joy to stare at it and have it add its bit of shine* to our room
1718. new fun lashes came in the mail. can't wait to play with them and try them out. lashes are fun, they make me feel pretty, that's it. no extra worry or over analyzing welcomed in my little brain:)
1719. baby Olive falling asleep snuggled in my arms. i love her so much.
1716. thankful for women both near and far who are good good teachers. the way they speak, they way they love, the way they pursue Christ and the Scriptures, the way they encourage, offer wisdom and truth. I am a rich woman indeed to be given the gift of women friendship.
1717. stringed lights taped to the wall to create a head board, now focal piece for my eyes. so simple, but it brings me joy to stare at it and have it add its bit of shine* to our room
1718. new fun lashes came in the mail. can't wait to play with them and try them out. lashes are fun, they make me feel pretty, that's it. no extra worry or over analyzing welcomed in my little brain:)
1719. baby Olive falling asleep snuggled in my arms. i love her so much.
Monday, February 15, 2016
1705-1714
1705. warm knitted mitten gloves
1706. a walk to Hinskey park, sun shining for just a bit.
1707. the screams and laughter of my children, as they run all over the playground
1708. my little one, holding so still as we rock back and forth in the large black tire swing
1709. the warmth and welcome of the bus, as the wind whips our faces. we leave it behind for a few moments.
1710. a wonderful portuguese fusion find. the enchiladas were wonderful.
1711. the sound of my son vacuuming his room without anyone asking him too. the desire he has for order is a good example to me. i am inspired by him.
1712. the delight and surprise my husband found in my little valentines gifts.
1713. somehow finding a meal to put on the table with little amount of groceries. the last of it still finds a way to be used up.
1714. i was able to put in my contact lenses today and it was such a gift to me to be able to see clearly, without scratchiness or difficulty, even my eyes didn't cross as much as they normally do. i was SO thankful. it encouraged me to try again since i haven't worn them in a very long time and they usually give me aches and complications instead of just doing their job. thank you Jesus for the gift of sight today.
1706. a walk to Hinskey park, sun shining for just a bit.
1707. the screams and laughter of my children, as they run all over the playground
1708. my little one, holding so still as we rock back and forth in the large black tire swing
1709. the warmth and welcome of the bus, as the wind whips our faces. we leave it behind for a few moments.
1710. a wonderful portuguese fusion find. the enchiladas were wonderful.
1711. the sound of my son vacuuming his room without anyone asking him too. the desire he has for order is a good example to me. i am inspired by him.
1712. the delight and surprise my husband found in my little valentines gifts.
1713. somehow finding a meal to put on the table with little amount of groceries. the last of it still finds a way to be used up.
1714. i was able to put in my contact lenses today and it was such a gift to me to be able to see clearly, without scratchiness or difficulty, even my eyes didn't cross as much as they normally do. i was SO thankful. it encouraged me to try again since i haven't worn them in a very long time and they usually give me aches and complications instead of just doing their job. thank you Jesus for the gift of sight today.
Wednesday, February 10, 2016
1695-1704.
1695. a small space in front of the window in our living room, natural light pouring in, the wooden desk inviting me. a little space and time to write, to pray, to reflect. i felt like i was in a little coffee shop, and i always am charged and relaxed after being in one. fun to have it here at home.
1696. small peace between friends. you could not convince me of less, that peace amongst those you care about is one if God's greatest gifts to us. peace that passes all understanding.
1697. homemade latte of sorts, complete with frothy milk on top.
1698. a thriving sex life. i say this not with a heart of pride or bragging, but with a grateful heart. i know it could be so much less. i know it could be filled with miscommunication, insecurity, and restriction and fear. I know that it could be lack of unity, freedom to be transparent and express what one or the other is thinking. i think of all these things with no light thought, so i offer my humble praise and thanks to the Father for these undeserved gifts. it is not me, or my husband who can take any credit for this gift. it is Him. and i know it isn't always like this, it wasn't, so i am stopping to appreciate and recognize this gift that He gives in delight and joy. I praise YOU, Father. thank you.
1699. Irish kerrygold butter. cold and plopped on hot bread out of the oven.
1700. a fun girls night out with joyful, friendly women, that i probably would never have met or interacted with [because they are so smart and powerhouse women] but at the end of the day, we are all just little girls, ready to laugh and joke, and be real.
1701. real, raw, honest conversations with my tender one. with my kindred. i am thankful that she understands me, and i her, and its like our hearts could be switched at any time and we would still feel like ourselves. i am honored any time she shares, and it is gift any time she listens in return, offering wisdom and an empathetic ear. love you cheecha.
1702. the most beautiful post card sent from the US from steadfast, loyal Linda Lindsey. [linda means beautiful in Portuguese] a lovely surprise that made me feel so loved by her.
1703. and let me not forget tammmmmytinytummy. our tickets for Ireland are booked. Dublin, here we come. cannot wait to get that time with tamm in such an incredible magical place. april cannot come fast enough. FACETIME in real life.
1704. i am thankful for my Jeannie too. She is such a woman of dignity and works well with her hands. her voice is always so soft and gentle, she is eager to learn, to listen, to ask questions, and i want to learn to be like that more. she is an excellent mom and again, i desire to learn from her.
1696. small peace between friends. you could not convince me of less, that peace amongst those you care about is one if God's greatest gifts to us. peace that passes all understanding.
1697. homemade latte of sorts, complete with frothy milk on top.
1698. a thriving sex life. i say this not with a heart of pride or bragging, but with a grateful heart. i know it could be so much less. i know it could be filled with miscommunication, insecurity, and restriction and fear. I know that it could be lack of unity, freedom to be transparent and express what one or the other is thinking. i think of all these things with no light thought, so i offer my humble praise and thanks to the Father for these undeserved gifts. it is not me, or my husband who can take any credit for this gift. it is Him. and i know it isn't always like this, it wasn't, so i am stopping to appreciate and recognize this gift that He gives in delight and joy. I praise YOU, Father. thank you.
1699. Irish kerrygold butter. cold and plopped on hot bread out of the oven.
1700. a fun girls night out with joyful, friendly women, that i probably would never have met or interacted with [because they are so smart and powerhouse women] but at the end of the day, we are all just little girls, ready to laugh and joke, and be real.
1701. real, raw, honest conversations with my tender one. with my kindred. i am thankful that she understands me, and i her, and its like our hearts could be switched at any time and we would still feel like ourselves. i am honored any time she shares, and it is gift any time she listens in return, offering wisdom and an empathetic ear. love you cheecha.
1702. the most beautiful post card sent from the US from steadfast, loyal Linda Lindsey. [linda means beautiful in Portuguese] a lovely surprise that made me feel so loved by her.
1703. and let me not forget tammmmmytinytummy. our tickets for Ireland are booked. Dublin, here we come. cannot wait to get that time with tamm in such an incredible magical place. april cannot come fast enough. FACETIME in real life.
1704. i am thankful for my Jeannie too. She is such a woman of dignity and works well with her hands. her voice is always so soft and gentle, she is eager to learn, to listen, to ask questions, and i want to learn to be like that more. she is an excellent mom and again, i desire to learn from her.
Wednesday, February 3, 2016
1689-1694
1689. Sunlight bursting through my window. I know it's still cold, but the sun still makes it feel warmer and brighter and much more doable. 1690. A long walk with my kids yesterday, because the sun was out yesterday too. We made it all the way to the park, played on the play ground, and ran all over the soccer field. It was good and gift giving for all of us. 1691. The quiet small voice of God, beckoning me, pulling me towards Himself, forgive me of my rotty sin, and pouring His grace on me. He continues to reawaken me and give me a heart to pursue after him, even when I don't feel like I deserve to, or can even stand before Him. But His love is great. His mercy is great. 1692. Elisabeth Elliott is teaching me how to have a quiet heart. I choose her wisdom and insight over time on my phone and that has improved my life greatly. 1693. Hannah. how humbled I am to have met her and been given her precious friendship. She is full of depth and wisdom that I am in awe of, all I want to do is sit at her feet and learn from her. She is well spoken, she is full of dignity and honor. She recognizees so much of the unseen, the corners uncovered. I am incredibly grateful for her time and love. 1694. just thankful for the gift of being here. I really have never loved a place or season in my life as I do now and here. This is a rich season, full of God's presence, His gentle teaching and refining of our hearts and lives, and I am full of joy and peace. Thanks be to God.
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