Walking, wandering they catch my eye.
Aged by time, colored beautiful by the elements.
They aren’t just borders, boundaries, no.
Rather pillars of some pilgrims love for his land.
They whisper that which my soul has already begun to know,
this is a land worth loving.
It is, and I do.
These are my pillars now too.
Today I am so thankful for my two little redheads. Not only are they themselves gifts from God, but they have taught me to slow down and be captivated by the mysterious and wonderful gifts God has laid in my path - gifts which I stopped pausing to unwrap along the road to busy adulthood and “important” work.
Thank you, Father, for entrusting me with these treasure seekers, these gift finders so I can learn to behold again the wonder of your world! You are the source of EVERY good and perfect gift!
Continuing the count, though it is surely incomplete…
233. Hysterical laughter at the dinner table
235. After school hugs
244. Sun rising
252. Restorative sleep
259. Sweet notes in the morning
265. Hazelnut coffee with my love
273. The luxury of learning
279. My dryer
281. Turquoise and the way it makes me smile
If Jesus is kept between us and our closest friend,
our attachment to the person will be at the same time
less enthralling and more deep;
less passionate and more tender;
less necessary and more useful;
an instrument of rich blessing in the hands of God.
Looking Unto Jesus by Theodore Monod
Photo: mrinkk
Admittedly, things can get a little serious around here at My Place of Peace since this is where I process what is going on inside my heart. So I thought it was time for something fun!
This is an assignment which I completed in the second grade. I found it when we were packing to move to Paraguay. It makes me smile every time I read it!
“Yesterday we went to my Grandma Bert’s wedding. It was small. Shayna (my sister) screamed halfway through it. Then she ran to the nursery. Last of all we ate.”
In response, my teacher said, “Well, what’s a wedding without a little music? I bet that’s why your mom brought Shayna.”
Did your parents save any of your early writings? Are you saving any of your kids’ school assignments?
I learned a small but important difference recently when I ordered copies for my Bible study. This is what I ordered:
What do you read there? I thought I was writing page twenty seven to forty three, seven copies. Instead, I found out I wrote page twenty one through forty three, one copy. Hmmm…
Turns out, the seven here has a dash through it. Good to know! Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to get my other six copies! :)
"When in all gifts we find Him, then in Him we shall find all things." George MacDonald
This week I had the joy of finding Him in:
187. Naptime
190. Evening walks
201. Creamy mashed potatoes
205. A helpful husband
207. Hug in a box (package from home)
211. Slow days
212. Gentle breeze
215. Apples of gold
216. Tender souls
221. The baby’s laughter
230. Dew on grass and feet
232. My 10 year old espresso machine (may she never die!)
Looking unto Jesus and not at what we are doing for Him.
Too much occupied with our work, we can forget our Master.
It is possible to have the hands full and the heart empty.
Looking Unto Jesus by Theodore Monod
Photo: Auroqueiro
The sky’s ablaze with fire, and even from this side of the trees I’m breathless, captivated by the orb of falling rainbow light.
The fiery descent is stunning, but I still wish I was viewing it unobstructed. Then I wonder why I must always long for more when this present view delights and inspires just as it is.
I’ve experienced this before, the seeming juxtaposition of delighted wonder and fierce longing for more. Indeed, I’ve felt it most when looking on another Fire, an all consuming One. A glimpse of Him (though through darkened glass with earthly eyes) and I’m captivated, changed; yet I still yearn to bask in the fullness of His glory, to see Him unobstructed. I realize it’s no betrayal to long for more when there really is more.
And while here a tree may block glory from full view, I’m remembering that it was a Man on a tree that made Fire’s glory light eternally accessible to me.
“For now we see through a glass darkly; then face to face…” I Cor. 13:12
Continuing to acknowledge all the ways He whispers, “I love you!”
132. Another step closer to a dream realized.
139. Little handprints on freshly cleaned glass – I enjoy them because I know someday I will long for them.
140. Double.Chocolate.Treats!
145. Exciting opportunity to grow with Philippians and 7 women.
150. Yummy candle and generous husband.
155. The explosion of flowers!
159. People who step out in faith, regardless of the cost!
173. He makes all things beautiful.
184. Freshly washed sheets
185. New Books!
