Skip to main content

Snow, feng-shui and Jabez.

It’s a snowy, blog writing, cozy up by the fire, and hug a bowl of chili kind of day. You know the kind that makes you want to stay under a blanket and read a good book or watch a movie, or give your blog a facelift. It seems the busyness of a page gets to me after a while and a fresh, clean look is necessary. We’ve done that in our home recently. Rearranged rooms, added decorative features, cleaned – deep cleaned. And I love how that feels. Everything is feng-shui. Wikipedia describes it this way, “philosophical system of harmonizing the human existence with the surrounding environment.”  I could not agree more. Creating space that’s habitable, organized, peaceful is so at the core of me.  It’s relaxing, comforting and most of all, allows me to do something besides focus on what needs to be done. On to projects that have been on the sidebar much too long.

These sort of days give me time to think, create, plan. There’s nothing like taking a long view of the month or year ahead and seeing what could be. Michael and I have been listening for a theme for the coming months. The kind of theme that runs through your thoughts, your visions, captures your energy, keeps you up at night. This year, there are several themes, that sort of build on each other. For years, we have been praying the Prayer of Jabez, expecting God to do amazingly huge things in our life. This year is a year of gathering those blessings we’ve asked for, and for expanding our territory. It’s also a time to focus beyond ourselves, investing in what is least, and doing so with love overflowing.

There will be plenty of time to elaborate on these as the days go by. Needless to say, I’m hoping I can capture the richness of our experiences in both writing and photos. But for now, that blanket on the couch and a hot bowl of chili just can’t wait. I love snowy days.

Popular posts from this blog

Christmas: 22 Days and Counting - My Grown-Up Christmas List

Let's be real. Who hasn't walked past the Santa in the mall and just for a split second, thought about standing in line, sitting on his lap and sharing our own Christmas wish list?  (Yes, that's me in the photo below the last time I actually sat on Santa's lap!) From a child's perspective, Santa is THE guy. He's the ultimate, most recognized gift giver, the most talked about person the day before and after Christmas, and the only one who can get away with wearing a bright red suit with white trim in the middle of the 21st century. He's the epitome of what it means to be jolly. He's the decider of who's good and bad and rewards accordingly. He is most likely the world's largest employer, putting more people to work than anyone on the planet! And somehow gets it all done before December 25th. And the perception is that he will grant your every wish, bring you everything your heart desires, leaving nothing unchecked on your never ending list.

The Grace of Giving

Captivating. Radiant.  Beautiful. Graceful. Stunning. Pretty. Absolutely gorgeous. Lovely.  Ravishing.   These are words that one would use to describe a blushing bride on her wedding day. Walking down the aisle, everyone who is watching has a thought, a word, or a gasp of expression for the beauty that is synonymous with a bride in a wedding dress. There's something about the lace overlay, tiny buttons lined up down the middle of the back, the white flowing Chiffon, Charmeuse or Satin fabric, the plunging neckline, cinched in waistline or the trailing veil. It's a complete package of nothing less than amazing beauty, every element seemingly necessary to help you feel as special as you are on your day. Wearing a garment as special as a wedding dress creates a punctuation mark on the journey to cross over from life alone to life with another person. The walk through this threshold is brief but meaningful, filled with emotions, it’s definitely a pivotal moment in your l

Can it get any more precious?

Michael walked out to the car, said to me "I'm going to give her to you, then drive the car around." What? Oh, we were at the airport last night to pick up Beth and Bre. It was late, and you know the airports - they don't let you wait by the curb for your arriving party. So, we were across the street in the waiting lot. He walks over, as I open up the door, he hands me this bundle that turned out to be Lily. Lily was sound asleep. I mean she didn't even feel the cold air when he walked outside. The beauty about little children sleeping so soundly is that you see every little detail of their face, their lips so pressed together, their eye lashes glued against their cheeks, their hair in a tussle. At this moment especially, they are so kissable! As I'm cradling her in my arms she has no idea that I'm holding her. I kiss her forhead and tell Michael how precious everything about her is, to which he agrees, but adds "she's getting so