Sunday, December 25, 2016

o beautiful star

No manner of speaking (or writing in this case) will relieve the fullness of my heart, the joy of the season and this day in particular. And so, listing once more...

waking so very early in order to begin the day with gentle, peaceful time together

his sweet, beautiful face, all shaven and shorn (as he would say) for Sunday, and the expression in his eyes when he says good morning to me

making all things ready for the descent of the sweetlings into Christmas day

calling them to come downstairs and their thunderous, exultant delight in answer

stockings stuffed with 'just a little somethings' in the manner of the one who first taught that heart-giving style of gift giving to me

traditional Christmas morning casserole paired with time to enjoy the meal together

watching out the window as the sweetlings care for their score of fur creatures, and then listening to them come back in all set to get ready to head to church

singing along to The Young Messiah (circa the 90's) with Jamie to warm up as we drove to church, and the sweetlings discovering that they really like it, too

Christmas Sunday morning worship celebration with our precious church family

a duet with Jamie, for the first time ever outside the walls of our home (or car)  - joy all wrapped up in praise to the One who first imagined celebrations and Who first thought up gifting

sweet time together all afternoon, just being "we" - hanging out with Poppy, the sweetlings unwrapping surprises from Santa, playing, laughing, talking, singing a little more

Meredith with her nose perpetually stuck in one of her new books

Samuel shooting Nerf darts all over the house again and again and again in between intense Lego building sessions

Ila introducing her new doll to her doll family and finding each of them a place to sit with us in the living room

wrapping up the day with Jamie's favorite Christmas movie, watching the sweetlings adding it to their list of favorites, too

coming to find that Christmas has come anew

Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas ♥

Monday, December 19, 2016

use this text

Yesterday just after he read the Scripture and just before he began to share, my pastor prayed this prayer... "Father, use this text to change us forever." He asked that in Jesus' name, and then went on to teach a beautiful Christmas message from Micah.

But those eight words changed me. Those simple words, that simple request (actually not simple by any means) have taken up residence in my heart. I know, knew immediately, that they are the words I will always use before and after I read my Bible from now on --for they are the heart of the matter, and God's Word can and does and will do that, change us forever.

So, for the first day of this week, this precious few days of the week of Christmas, this is my wish and blessing for you, too. May His Word change you forever.

With so much love, Merry Monday ♥

Saturday, December 10, 2016


Today, I am writing for him. For the beautiful man that he was, is, and is becoming, and for the gifts of his heart and life...

strength and grace
when he works and walks

heart and hope
when he writes, preaches, teaches

joy and delight
when he's with the sweetlings

sweet soul and melodies
when he plays and sings

dreaming, planting, harvesting
when he looks into coming days

loving and watching
as he takes precious time with the family

peace and kindness
as he lives our daily days

learning and growing
as he reaches out in the places of his portion

praying, leading, serving
as he loves us with his life

So beautiful he is. In the blue, blue of his eyes, in the sweet crinkles of laugh lines on his face, in the gentleness that is his way, in the great-heart that is his standard, in the use of his hands to create, in the tireless ways he cares for us, he is just so beautiful. More so now than even he was when we first met, just so lovely to me.

We were married twenty-two years ago today at eleven in the morning ♥

Tuesday, December 6, 2016

to clap and to cheer

This morning at CBS precious Cindy shared the story of a little boy who was trying out for a role in a play. It seems that even before he went to audition, he had chosen the part that he thought was exactly right for him --and he had his heart set on that part.

When he came home from the casting call and his mother asked him what part he had been given, he said, "Oh, Mama! I've been chosen to clap and to cheer!"

Our lesson was on spiritual gifts, you see. If we are in Christ, the Holy Spirit has come to dwell in us. Purposefully, specifically He (the Holy Spirit) chooses our gifts and gives them to us.

Our gifts are not random, not an accident, and not in or of our own power or making. They are no casual matter. He is intentional; they are chosen for us, a unique blend of who we are and what they are. We are so very loved! He knows us so well, and He knows and understands the Father's heart.

What a joy! And when we ask for eyes to see, He makes them known to us, equipping us for ministry and to encourage one another ♥

Monday, December 5, 2016

show me how

"Pray that God will show you how to teach your children 
that life is meant to be lived for God."

Just that one sentence from my reading this morning has set afire my thought life today. God dreamed us up, gave us life, gave us Christ, and gave us gifts. Our life is through Him, to Him, for Him, and with Him. Asking that the Father helps us to lead them beyond the selfish, grandiose (and honestly, weak and watered-down), "you can be anything that you want to be," to the simple beauty and power and promise of becoming what He created us to be (and that is, like Christ) - what a gift and what a challenge.

"You are not the owner of your own body.
You have been bought, and at what a price!
Therefore bring glory to God in your body."

Quite a lesson for this day ♥

"Pray" quote from EE
Scripture from 1 Corinthians 6:20