Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Family Night

Today I felt like a family. That sounds ridiculous, because what else would the seven of us be? But tonight we weren't over-scheduled. We ate together something tasty that I cooked at the same table at the same time. The homework got done. A neighbor kid came over to play in the yard. We took a long walk in the neighborhood and through a woodsy path. We gave thanks for the cooler spring temperatures and dazzling azaleas. We sat and watched the geese and their goslings skim across the water. We read nighttime stories on the back porch the way we dreamed we would when we built our house five years ago. Lovely.

We believe that Wednesday night church is worth doing, and that there is good benefit from ballet lessons and playing on ball teams. But we adore an evening when there is nowhere that we have to go...which is almost never.

Today my husband had traveled out of state and was home earlier than usual from his trip. For a few hours we were all together, and there was laughter instead of bickering. Walking instead of sitting. Being outside instead of in.

This makes me wonder how much of our irritation with each other is from being too much on the go. I'll need to simmer on that a little longer before we make any summer commitments. I see someone has already filled out forms for swim team. Hmmm.

This is a box of weeds that I dug up from the side of the road. I'm thinking that if these can survive all on their own in the wild, they might survive under my care. Let the experiment begin!

Monday, April 29, 2013

Things that make me happy

Afternoon tea with my kids, who become marvelously civilized at the hope of leftover Bible study treats. (Many thanks, Mrs. Rachel!)

Quiet candlelight moments at the end of the day.

 

 

Watching the Canada goose family take their new goslings out for a walk in the misty morning.

Making some good shots at the range

Double-dating outside of the dinner and a movie box.

 

Saturday, April 27, 2013

Company

Sometimes I like the company of solitude, just me and Jesus, walking around in our "garden". When the noise of my kids playing Beyblade battles or practicing musical instruments sends me into hermit mode, I find solitude and restoration in mindless tasks like picking up pinecones in the backyard.

Sometimes I enjoy the company of one friend. This morning my sister-in-law and I walked in the Heart and Sole "race". I was proud of her entering into four walks this spring! Go, Neely, go!

Sometimes I enjoy the company of my own playful imagination. A and I have an inside joke about him not wanting to buy me a rose from a street vendor on a trip early on in our marriage. "Mr. Finlay" was happy to oblige.

This afternoon, we were thankful to share a company picnic with our employees and their families.
Keeping it cool

Great job, Steph! We even learned a few new dance moves.

 

Friday, April 26, 2013

Things I noticed today

Stopping to notice small things helps me to cultivate a heart of gratitude. As my eyes move from one small thing to the next, I become more and more aware of all the things in life I have to be thankful for. It's a matter of focus.

 

I am still a little woozy from the meds I need to take while healing from yesterday's gum surgery. As another quiet afternoon lay in front of me, I turned my camera to things I drive past every day, and stopped to take them in. Then my attention turns from maladies to praises.
The kids' artwork on our front garage wall. Needing to make another row to display some new projects.
The flowers that bloomed today...purple million bells and a yellow iris. The great fun in receiving others' hand-me-down bulbs is that you have no idea what you are getting. Then, when they bloom, it's a joyful thing. A spring surprise.
The same God who clothes the fields in flowers watches over me.
 
A barrage of texts from my praying girlfriends as one's mom is still in the hospital, one just had her father's funeral, my surgery, another's get-away trip...a mix of happy and sad. An email from a mentor friend who is flying home from a mission trip to help special needs kids in Lebanon.Thankful for the love and support of other women who love Jesus and love me. Thankful for the neighbor who just texted that she was bringing soup over to feed my family dinner. I didn't ask, but she just knew.
Someone in our Pilates class who got a card for another member who was in the hospital. Knowing that they would feel loved and missed. A reminder to send a card or do something nice for a Sunday School member who is on bed rest with a high risk pregnancy. Gratitude that someone else could host the Sunday School coffee while I rested at home. Happiness for a friend who has wanted to find a new home for so long and was able to this week. Knowing that I'll be able to catch up with her when her life settles down a bit.
My Mom agreeing to watch our kids for a weekend so that I can accompany Andy on a business trip/ get-away for us.
The garbage and recycling trucks that roar by so that I do not have to haul my own recycling to a center anymore, or burn my own trash in the backyard.
When is the last time I thought to thank God for sanitation services? One reflection back to the time I lived in Africa brings back another rush of gratitude.
What do you have to be thankful for today?
 

 

Thursday, April 25, 2013

Recuperation

Today I had gum surgery and my daughter went to the doctor to make sure her sore throat wasn't strep.

I was sluggish from anesthesia and napped. I ate soft foods like warm watery oatmeal and soup. I moved slowly and took medicines on schedule.

I folded the clothes in silence.

I sat on the back steps and watched the geese on the water. I noticed that another iris had bloomed. I admired the azaleas, small but colorful. I was surprised to see the mailbox full of blooms and took a picture so I wouldn't forget on cold winter days when the vine is shriveled and dry. I listened to wind chimes and birds and felt the warm sun on my skin. I noted that I feel closer to God when I am outside. I noted that quiet contentment is more pleasurable for me than rowdy joy.

I thanked God that Will can almost read all of the words to Where is the Green Sheep. I felt hope that he would be able to catch up in time. I felt reassured that we were making progress.

I sat with my kids through part of a movie. I thanked God for the help of my husband who drove the kids to and from school, and my mother who drove me, and our friend who drove Will back from baseball. I felt happy that my family could eat the spaghetti sauce my mom made for them even if I could not today.

I played catch-up on the Jesus Calling devotional and ruminated over one line "wait in holy trust" with Me. Today was a day of holy trust. A day when I trusted my surgeon to repair my aging mouth. A day when I accepted help from family and friends and trusted that I would be able to help others on other days. A day when tasks were done in an orderly manner but stripped of the rush and panicked pressure feeling I sometimes have to get it all done. Today it wasn't all done, but it was enough. I pray that as I heal physically, I will remember the pace of the sick day, and allow my soul to recuperate more often.

Bedtime Story

 

Monday, April 22, 2013

Spring renewal

Cloud-watching skylight style ... Listening to the April showers and resting
Photo from chattingwiththesky
Photo from chattingwiththesky

Natalia experiences her first azalea blossoms by putting them in her hair.

Celebrating new life together

 

Saturday, April 20, 2013

Mom and Me Date

Wednesday night my Mom was unexpectedly given two tickets to see Carrie Underwood in concert. I had another obligation that night and my first inclination was to say that no, I could not go. But this week, one of my close girlfriends lost her father, another is sitting by her mother's side in the hospital day after day, and another received bad news about her mother's progressing cancer. I realized that I was given a chance to spend time with my mom, even if it was doing something a little out of the norm for us, and that I needed to take advantage of that opportunity.
 

Carrie has lots of spirited country girl songs, but right in the middle of her concert she sang two songs of faith, one of them being "Jesus take the wheel". I couldn't help but be a little tickled as people waved their hands in the air...still holding their Bud Lights. One guy drove his imaginary big rig with both arms extended. I felt like I had been to country church and smiled to see ministry in the middle of the entertainment industry. I also tried to calculate how large a check would be donated to the American Red Cross as a result of the one dollar per ticket donation throughout the tour. May God continue to bless those who are faithful to point to Him wherever they are called.

 

 

Friday, April 19, 2013

Focus

In the wake of disturbing events and tragedies in Boston, I find myself needing to stop and notice the beauty and the good around me.

A simple walk around in my backyard in my bare feet helps remind me that not all is lost and there is still good and hope in the world.

The first mailbox flower to return

The Christmas amaryllis that decided to bloom again in spring.

Fresh shoots from an elder tree that wasn't dead after all.

My own baby wisteria. It isn't lush with purple flowers this year, but it survived transplanting last year and may take over the woods in southern glory twenty years from now. Hope for the future.

The gift of being able to spend the day with my boy on a school field trip...and even having him say thank you!

My first time lying on a bed of nails
 
 
 
These boys had an amazing amount of energy. I had to go to bed by 8:45pm after a full day with them exploring Discovery Place in Charlotte. They should name this exhibit Rainforest Monkeys and just let the kids go bananas like they were in the afternoon.

Admiring my kid's persistence

Celebrating a 73-year-old friend's birthday in Pilates