I’ve been planning on posting for awhile, with side-by-side feelings that I had nothing to say, as well as feeling that I just wanted to write, no matter how random it ended up being. So here goes. All the randomness shall now commence.
It’s a rare moment of quiet this afternoon, with the sun shining bright in the cold and the wind strong enough to be heard outside. My girls are sleeping and I made a pot of coffee. Cup#1 beside me and it just feels so good to be drinking something warm on this chilly February day.
So much busy, yet there have been patches of rest in between as well. I rearranged our room the other week, cleaning out, adding some twinkle lights above our headboard, changing where the rocking chair is, and placing my $3 walmart hyacinth bulb nearby to fragrance this fresh space. My hyacinth is almost done, two beautiful purple blooms that are arching toward the floor, their best life spent, and it was all too short.
I haven’t been knitting or crocheting at all for the last several weeks… something is going on with my shoulder/arm that makes it tingle/ache/get numb etc. It doesn’t seem to be as bothered with writing, so I’ve been journaling more, reading more, and that is for sure a good thing. I do miss it, but it’s been a good discipline to focus on other things. I really hadn’t read much for myself for awhile, other than the Bible, and I just started “Freckles” by Gene Stratton Porter. A few pages in, (I’ve begun this before and somehow never appreciated it, mostly because I have always tended to read easier books that weren’t old.) and I’m captivated.
So this month has been a time of reflection amid the going here and there and family get togethers. God’s good, and He is faithful, and circumstances aren’t what brings me joy. Not new news, but powerful to dwell on all the same. My soul is so much quieter than it’s ever been. There is lots of opportunities to practice patience during my days here with school and children and their always-needs. I don’t get it right a lot of the time, but it’s getting easier to let things go and relax and know that God’s got it. Always.
We are still reading “Carry On, Mr. Bowditch”, and a quote in this book keeps running through my mind. Nathaniel’s mother told him when he was small that she liked to look at the stars.. because “when you look at the stars, it makes your own problems seem so much smaller.” I love this thought. I have had moments like this, when I realize that the Star-Maker is my Father. And that nothing is a surprise to Him, nothing is worrying Him. I just love how books do this. Just at the right time, a quote that brings truth and wisdom, or teaches lessons that are so much better from story than lecture.
Today Miss A suggested that I make waffles, so I’m thinking waffles and sausage will be the supper. Perhaps apple waffles? We’ll see what I have time for. So many things I have on my to-do list, and I’m learning that it works a lot better to write it all down as much as possible. My brain works much better in the moment if it isn’t cluttered up with trying to remember a lot of things. So at the moment I have curriculum that needs to be researched and purchased for my 6th grader, as well as the next All About Reading book for Miss A – she is flying through learning her letters now, and I’m trying to keep up with her. To see her begin to sound out words and read simple sentences is incredible.
I’ve got plenty of spaces that need to be cleaned out, with the motivation of preparing for a yard sale here in a couple months. A close friend of ours is putting her stuff in as well, as she is planning to move to Thailand for mission work in April. Exciting changes for her, and we are thrilled to watch it play out before our eyes. Even though goodbye will be hard….
I’m loving winter, and plan on making the absolute most of all the coziness that I can. More soup is on the horizon, and I’m slowly using the bananas I’ve thrown in my freezer over the past while to make different banana-y breads. So far I’ve made a chocolate chip banana bread (it was delicious.) and another basic banana nut bread. As long as it sort of resembles cake, or is good with butter on it, my family is happy.
I’m taking a Habits e-course thing with Mystie Winckler from SimplyConvivial.com. It is just so good. Seed habits, not making huge changes, but little tiny things in the areas of prayer, health, reading, and a few others that I haven’t gotten to yet. I’m truly seeing the fruit of what happens when I add seriously small changes to my routine. 30 seconds of prayer, every time I make coffee. Doing crunches while I brush my teeth. Changes so small they almost seem pointless. But they grow, and foster the desire to make bigger changes once those small ones become habitual. I highly recommend.
I hear the sound of waking children, so it’s time to get busy. Happy Friday!