Monday, November 23
I am thinking...how thankful I am that we have a warm house and ample supply of coffee
I am thankful for...the readily available items to meet of all our earthly needs.
From the kitchen...Pepperoni Pizza and Chicken Parmesan Pizza and break sticks.
I am wearing...jeans, my favorite Ralph sweatshirt
I am creating...(trying) to create some ornaments demonstrated by Angie
I am going...to the Discovery Center tomorrow with the youngest's 1st grade class field trip
I am reading...Rule #1 (still)
I am hoping...always
I am hearing...the football game my husband is watching
Around the house...my wonderful fall flowers in my ball canning jars...they make me smile
One of my favorite things...Pumpkin Pie Andy's custard! YUM
and now...a photo to share from my archives:
the door from the library to the coffee house next door.
Tuesday, November 17
While I was pondering this today I kept returning to the words of a hymn that would pop into my thoughts. It rolled its way throughout every thought I had, it invaded every nook and cranny of my morning. It was my constant tune in my ears and spirit.
away, maybe but that is my prayer.
there a precious fountain,
free to all, a healing stream,
flows from Calvary's mountain.
In the cross, in the cross,
be my glory ever,
till my wounded soul shall find
rest beyond the river.
Near the cross, a trembling soul,
love and mercy found me;
there the bright and morning star
sheds its beams around me.
Near the cross! O Lamb of God,
bring its scenes before me;
help me walk from day to day
with its shadow o'er me.
Monday, November 16
I am thinking... That I need to vacuum again...two dogs, four kids..enough said.
I am thankful for...The way God has blessed my life. He has given me a Victor's confession in place of a victims mindset. My life flows with abundance of blessings.
I am wearing...Jeans and my favorite coral colored sweater
I am creating...a website, blog, editing photos from two photo sessions
I am going... to be very busy for the next few weeks...
I am reading... Rule #1 by Phil Towns, about to be reading Humility by Andrew Murray
I am hoping... always :)
I am hearing...my keyboard clicks, and the sound of "Joan of Arcadia" in the background
On my mind... my husband's job, my job, my children...and waiting to see what God is going to do in each of them.
From the kitchen... coffee. Later, Chili.
One of my favorite things... the Iphone. It's so many things in one.
The rest of the week... Cheer practices, work, editing more photos, taking more photos, working on some more projects and hopefully some time with my family.
Pondering these words... To be a victor in the midst of circumstances we must be able to say "but God"...example: There are negative circumstances in life but God intends for me to be victorious!
A Photo to share
I saw this on a friends blog and loved it, she got it from the link below:
The Simple Woman's Daybook
Friday, November 13
Lately, I've been busy. Not the typical busy, the "I'm going to explode if I don't get a second to be alone" kind of busy. The kids are all going four different directions, and then factor in work and a new project that I've been tackling (one that requires a lot of learning) and the normalities of home life (laundry, grocery shopping, cooking, cleaning). I've entered the house, left the house, re-entered the house, etc...but I've not been home for sometime. And because of that I've been short tempered, I've snapped at the kids, I've been excessively tired, I've been feeling sad...but I hadn't realized why until this morning. Sitting in my big chair, with the sun streaming in the window making my arm warm and the clock quietly ticking in the background, the aroma of coffee wafting in from the kitchen, I realized that I've not truly been home in quite some time. I've been here, but not been present. I have been missing home, looking for home but have been falling short of landing here...in the quietness of the moment, spending time with Him before I spend time with everyone else in my day. When my visits and time with Him are rushed and fit into the schedule, I find my day turns out the same. For in Him I find my rest and peace...He is my home. Without my home being made in Him, everything else will fall short.
Wednesday, November 4
Liver Life Walk Oct 24 2009
Originally uploaded by Jean 1.
Recently, during a visit with my Mother-in-law, while we were talking about life and change she remarked "You know, as I was driving home it struck me that there can be great beauty in dying. I was thinking about all the beautiful trees this time of year, all the colors and variations, and then I realized that these leaves are only this color because they are in the process of dying." I agreed and we went on but the remark stayed with me. In the life of a Christian one goes through varying degrees of death...death to self, to pride, to agendas, to sin and so on. Often, within this death process we find it scary and sometimes even fight against the change.
The day after the conversation I came upon the tree in the photograph. I found it devoid of all its leaves already in a park surrounded completely by trees in full autumn regalia however this tree, bare of all its splendor, held for me the greatest beauty. Without is covering one can see the intricate weaving and workings of what has taken years to develop. The limbs, both great and small, had just recently been covered with multitudes of leaves but now, it is the structure, the core of what held up the leaves that contains the full beauty, something that has been a work in progress for more years than the temporary covering of leaves it recently held and, in the spring, will hold again.
Yes, death can create beauty, and more often, reveal the even greater beauty of what has been happening underneath it all.