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Showing posts with label Random Posts. Show all posts

Saturday, April 4, 2015

Simplicity

There is much to be said for simplicity... For living a simple life...

I often think of a farmer, let's call him John. John may have grown up a farmers son, and now he is himself. He rises early, while his family sleeps. He reads his worn bible as he has a cup of coffee. He works hard all day, pondering what he's read and praying for his family and others. He enjoys his children, and loves his wife. He may read the paper now and then, and doesn't have a clue about social media. He doesn't know what's popular, but always tries to look his best, when he needs to. He has a loving family, and works to provide for them. He loves God and others above himself. He says little, but what he says is always kind, instructional, loving, and wise. And simple. And though the rest of the world may want more and more, he is content and couldn't be happier. He eats dinner with his family, and falls asleep in bed, with his arm around his wife.

And some would say he's missing out on so much. But is he really? His life sounds rich and uncomplicated to me. It is stripped to the bare bones of what is important in his life. I am sure he doesn't think much about what he feels like, or wants for the day. He's not given to emotional highs and lows. He is even and smooth as lake water; steady and sure.

And there's me... So not like John, my calm imaginary farmer. I want to lead a simple life, and think of myself as simple, but I'm not. John might say something like, "I don't care much for strawberries." Where I will say, "Well, my mother didn't vary my foods much as a child, therefore I have a thing with textures and seeds that makes me gag easily." John would say, "I love watching the sunset." I would describe how as a child I had to go to bed while the sun had not yet set, and lie awake hours with that orangey sun on my walls and to this day it is utterly depressing to me.

Nothing is simple with me, try as I might. Dream as I may. I have a complex mind that over thinks everything, making it all harder than it needs to be. I long to be calm and at peace, to listen more and speak less. To dwell no longer on all the "why's" and accept. To love, regardless. To smile and go on. To pray throughout my day instead of getting knots in my stomach. To be free of the unnecessary and the excess, to fill my days with what truly matters. To work hard without complaint. To not give into emotional highs and lows.

And I know to many John's life seems awfully dull... And even I have a side that wants to see the world and explore and experience adventure. But in a simple and profound way...

So I, this over complicated woman, will continue to strive to be and live a simple life.

 

Thursday, May 1, 2014

Days Off

 

One of my most favorite things to do on a day off -

Is spending a morning in the local Goodwill perusing the many books!

The sideways tilt of my head for half an hour or so doesn't feel so good, but is worth it.

Some days the finds are better than others, but it thrills me just to look at books!

This weeks finds include one for Jalyn, one for Joshua, and others for me!

 

And the prices are delightfully cheap!

 

Friday, May 4, 2012

Views from the Trampoline


Love these views -
this little one,
 willow trees,
and this sky.




Snuggling and looking at all there is to be seen.

This 6 year old mouth.


A blanket and reading in the sun.


And even from here, I love the view of my favorite kitchen table spot :)

Looking forward to many evenings like this,
as this semester of Chemistry and Physics is finally coming to a close.
Ones where I stop - and enjoy the view of where I am...





Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Catching Up

Where have I been since my last post?
Hhhmmmm???

I have been (the theme of the decade) - 
busy. 
Seriously, I can actually recall days that stretched...
Watching the sun and shadows cast long slants on my walls.
Solid blocks of time.

Where did all that go? 

Well, since I last spoke here,
our little one got a raging fever,
a trip to the doctor, chest xray, pneumonia, shots and antibiotics.
Then a recent round of high fever, concerns the pneumonia was returning,
another round of antibiotics.

This was when chills had set in, and eyes drooped closed, with forehead hot.


I have done lots of reading.  As usual.  It is the one thing I do in my "downtime" -
those brief moments between one thing and another. 
Amazing how many books you can actually read - in those in between moments.


Me and my honey celebrated our 21st wedding anniversary!


And we actually ate at a fancy restaurant - all by ourselves,
where they make these squiggles all over your plate.


I am still trudging along in Chemistry and Physics...
Daily trying to decide which one is harder and which one I dislike more...
Yes, that bad.
I had a test in each class today, don't know my grades yet.
But for now, I am taking a bit of a breather.

I still love to get up early, to light some candles,
enjoy my coffee and kitchen table moments...


Always working in some bible study -
 though with school, they take me way longer than they used to.


Presently memorizing The Sermon on the Mount.
My problem is, I get to where I know it completely while looking at the first
letter of each word.  Take away my first letters, and I struggle more than I'd like.


Counting the blessings - the wonderfulness of now.


Even enjoying late nights - at the kitchen table.
Where God can and does meet me over candlelight,
my bible, and a tall glass of iced coffee.


I even went to see a movie with my best girlfriend!


Then promptly went home, did a little research on this
"based on a true story" story.
Bought the book on my Kindle and had it read by the next night.
So glad I saw the movie first...

And all the regular mom things as well...
Laundry, dishes, cooking, cleaning (though less and less these days!),
packing lunches, tending to dogs (who wanted these anyway...?),
driving kids around, trying to get back into running and exercising...,
wondering where the sun had gone for the past few days, celebrating in
seeing it today, grocery shopping, watching American Idol...

I think we are all caught up!

Hopefully I get another breather before long!




Thursday, January 5, 2012

Baby Teeth and 6 Year Old Sweet

When my babies were all "gums", I just loved it...
Though the first little teeth are cute,
there's something about those gummy smiles!

Maybe that's why I am melting over this smile - his first missing tooth.
The night before, I was teasing him, telling him to wiggle that tooth that was hanging there by a thread.  I was beginning to call it "snaggle tooth", it was so loose.
I told him for sure it would fall out the next day - when he was at school.

And it did!


I forgot how much I missed a gap-filled mouth until I saw him smile.
I told Jalyn, "Jalyn, you were the last little missing tooth mouth we had!"
As soon as I saw his mouth, I pictured her smile, when she was 6,
and this one was just born.



Ah, if only they could stay 6...


There is even bedtime sweetness - once he gets over his initial protest.
The silliness never ends for little boys.
Meet "Snowy".




This is how I find him this morning - curled up with all his babies.


Yes, I think 6 is best :)



Friday, December 30, 2011

Is older really wiser?

I admit it, I used to be a bit judgmental of older women I would meet, Christian women even (especially), with bitter attitudes.

I used to think how, as I grew and matured, I so wanted to be grace-filled. I would want such an aroma of love and kindness to be dripping off me. I would want to be compassionate, offering those around me hope and wisdom.

And here I am, not yet 40, and I am feeling more and more inclined to wonder how one becomes all those wonderful things I wanted to be. As I grow older....

It gets harder to be hopeful when one lives and sees things never seem to change. No matter how much one hopes and prays otherwise. Harder to be compassionate when one sees others make the same mistakes, over and over again. Hard to stay sweet and kind when one sees so much - much wrong, much pain, much sadness, much grief... When one sees things she never thought she would, both in people and to people.

Oh it was easy when I was young, I see now as I look back on things. Everything was new - was just waiting to unfold before me. Wide eyes took it all in, with hope in all. Days not yet filled in, all looked promising, with the dreams one dreams.

And then years slip by, days begin to be filled, and the hope of all things bright and wonderful begin to slip by as well. Too much is seen and heard, things that cannot be erased. Pain is real and hearts begin to protect themselves from further injury, one layer over another, until it is doubtful of what it once trusted.

So how does one grow into the woman of beauty and grace I once dreamed I would be???

This will not be a post where I sum all things up in a neat little bow. Not even a verse to counter my thoughts. But since there remains in me a glimmer of that youthful hope, and still lots of curiosity, I shall endeavor to find the answers.

How to live with hope and a tender heart when it seems a heart would otherwise grow colder? How to live in peace, even when life does not feel peaceful? How to be kind when wronged? How to give hope to others, even when losing hope in many ways, herself?

These are the things I shall be wrestling out with God in the coming days. One of the many things I love about Him is that of all the questions I have brought before Him, and there have been many, in one way or another, He has always settled them in my heart.

And when He does, I will be happy to share. :)



Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Oh the holidays...

How I love this time of year...
My most favorite block of months -
from October to December.

I have been enjoying the lights, the already festiveness.


 The glow of the tree just makes me happy.


And finally, it has been cold enough for a fire!
Actually in the 30's in the morning/nights. 
Love it!


If I must study for my Pharmacology final, it can at least be done enjoyably.
Haha, yes, even this is possible!


Especially while sipping a cup of espresso over melted chocolate chips,
with cream stirred in (and a splash of vanilla!)


Add in a most delicious dessert -
and even Pharmacology can be bearable!


To even further get me in the Christmas mood -
I have been
Listening to this:

Come Let Us Adore Him Cover Art

While I cook, read, eat, read, get ready, or study;
love the folksy sounds!

Even (especially) in the midst of the trials, tests, questions and uncertainties of life,
One must create some time of peace, beauty, and a bit of solitude
to bring peace into a heart and life.
Moments to put aside all cares and worries.

May we all find time for that this season...






Monday, November 21, 2011

Season of Beauty and Change

Fall has to be the prettiest of seasons...

Everywhere, the red, orange and yellows catch the eye.
Here in the deep South, it can't decide to be cool and stay cool,
or turn warm again.


It reminds me a bit of myself right now.
So happy for this time of year,
the holidays, the leaves, the trees, the joy.
But so many winds of change in my life right now...
Do I live in peace, or live in fear?
Do I live in joy or give way to sadness?



Seems a season of reflecting,
a season of bits of regret - does that come when one needs to think and does think too much?
A season of what to do next?
And how did I get here?

One of teenager, a preteen and a 1st grader,
and all the deep issues with each age - and boys and girl.
All at once.
And a mom that wonders how she was just the teenager...
and she's not ready to parent one...
or two.


A season to take it all in.
To open the blinds and just to look -
at the colors and the leaves and the trees and the blowing of the breeze.

One where I wonder what will blow in next?
Where will God lead, and what will open and what will close?
What will take shape, that I cannot begin to make out right now?


A season to draw close to Him who holds all of it in His hands.
To listen, to read, to hear, to question, to soak in, to saturate,
to stop the clenching of my fists -
to open my hands...
To all that He brings,
blowing in - like these leaves on this breeze.


Friday, June 3, 2011

Looking for Beauty all Around



In the daily-ness of life,
with all the stresses, trials, bills, frustrations and emotions -

We must take time to look for beauty.
It is surely there -
all around.
If we look for it.


In the green pears growing in the sun...



In delicate flowers that catch the eye...



In tiny cucumbers growing on their vine...



In a quail, looking at me...



In squash, not from a store - growing right there on the ground...



In not yet ripe tomatoes, full of orange promise...



In a dandelion puff - blown and wished upon by a child, or me(!)...



In a hummingbird feeder, sweet with nature all around...


"One thing I ask of the Lord
this is what I seek:
that I may dwell in the house of the Lord
all the days of my life,
to gaze upon the beauty of the Lord
and to seek him in his temple."