Wednesday, November 24, 2010

A phone call that reminded me...

Do you wanna know what I'm thankful for?

I'm thankful for a Grandma who rescues her granddaughter from a potentially angry mob, by giving her the details to her recipe for amazing jell-o salad, because we have to have it every Thanksgiving Day, even if the recipe box is packed away.

Do you wanna know what else I'm thankful for?

I'm thankful for a Grandma who listens to her granddaughter's confessions of silly worries and insecurities, then tells her that she understands and that she believes she can keep pushing forward, through it all.

I love you, Grandma. So, so, so.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

As of Recently

I have never wanted to live in town. Not since we moved out to the country, anyway. The thought never appealed to me! I would love to go into town for some fun shopping, eating out, or other special occasion, but I always loved going home. Yes, all the way out to where we lived, out to the dirt roads and fenced acres. It was just home. And the stars always shone brighter the farther away from city lights you were. You would look up and just breathe in God's goodness.

Yet, when the next plan was for us to move into some friend's rental in town, I didn't even give it a second thought. Maybe I was just used to uncertainty and glad for a definite answer. Maybe I'm becoming more pick-up-and-ploppable. But I know that God must have just softened my heart in advance. That He used His grace to make it easier for me (the one who whined about town, remember) just floors me. He is so long-suffering!

And coming here, to this house, to this neighborhood, all of the joys are presenting themselves. I'm so glad we're here in the autumn! Do you know, there are trees here? Like, real trees! Not just pine trees, but deciduous trees! They have leaves! And... they turn colors and fall off.

{We interrupt this program for a happy, happy dance dedicated to crispy leaves made for crunching through}

Seriously. I can walk down the block and come back, all for the purpose of shuffling my feet through the leaves. With a camera, of course... and any siblings who appreciate the joy of skipping down the sidewalk, making leaves fly, and people stare.

Because we're in a significantly smaller house than before, and we're sort of "living out of our suitcases," I see how my picture of what we needed was totally wrong. Not that I wouldn't like, put furniture in the family room (it's all in storage) or want a dishwasher (none), but I see how much more stuff I thought was necessary that was, actually, just the sprinkles on top. And having none of the sprinkles on top doesn't totally deprive you of sanity or happiness. You just think it does. At first. Having the right perspective and attitude are what keep you sane and happy. Not to say I have either of those all the time, but God, in His mercy, has let me look at things the right way, through a lot of this. It's only His mercy that allows that. Relying on my strength would have me rocking back and forth in the corner. Seriously!

What amazes me, though, is not only that God would provide, but that He would provide with something we liked. To bless you with something you truly needed, and to have that something make your heart smile, too?

Great is our Lord, and mighty in power; His understanding is infinite.
Psalm 147:5

Monday, October 25, 2010

Ready/Set/Go







He stuck the landing, by the way.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

When in doubt...


{be goofy.}

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Even at His Feet Forever

"Our drops of sorrow may well be forgotten in the ocean of His griefs; but how high ought our love to rise! Come in, O strong and deep love of Jesus, like the sea at the flood in Spring tides, cover all my powers, drown all my sins, lift up my earthbound soul, and float it right up to my Lord's feet and there let me lie, {a poor broken shell}, washed up by His love, having no virtue or value; and only venturing to whisper to Him that if He will put His ear to me, He will hear within my heart faint echoes of His own love, which have brought me where it is my delight to lie, even at His feet forever."

-Charles H. Spurgeon

I remember when we were in Florida, this past July, how I would walk up and down the shores collecting shells. Because it was so bright, I would strain my eyes to see the little pieces of the ocean buried in the sand. When I spotted one, I would bend down to grab it, excited and hoping that it was whole. If when I picked it up I saw that it wasn't, I would toss it back into the water.

I'm so glad God keeps broken seashells.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Have a Coke and a smile.



{Now that it's been a whole month, I'd figure I'd a throw a quick post out there. I took this when we were in Dahlonaga, Georgia. It was the 3rd of July and the whole town was decked out for Independence Day. This picture fit right in. Enjoy!}

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

And, oh yeah...

Daniel was having a one way conversation the other day...

"... I wonder what people in San Fransisco say.

*laugh* If it's even a state!

...on the planet!

NOT Mars!

....

Is Sanfransisco on Mars?"

Oh, those poor people without a Daniel to make them laugh. Hard. Like I did then.