We've already had our little outing this morning, a brisk walk to church for Visual Arts Camp. Isaiah should be busy sculpting something right now, and Nathaniel's fingers are probably placing mosaic tiles just so. The boys were very excited about his last week of camp.
The babies have their eyes glued to "Baby Jonah." They watch a video maybe three times a week, and this is their favorite. Their distraction has given me time to work on our weekly menu and write out a grocery list.
Eliza is playing alone in her room, maybe Barbies or dollies. She'll be my biggest helper when we head out to the store in a little while.
This evening, Dave and I are going to put on our dancing shoes. Having signed up for a Jitterbug class, we'll be dancing every Tuesday for the next six weeks. It should be fun. The weekly date will be such a highlight for me. Dave is truly my best friend and I love being with him. Tuesdays will be a day to look forward to.
Thank you, God, for a peaceful and slow morning. Give me the energy I need to carry through with all the details of the day. Help me to honor you with my every move.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
07/08/09
Today is a sad day for me. My grandfather passed away, unexpectedly, in his sleep. It is hard to imagine him gone from this world.
Death makes me reflective. Thinking on things of the past. Evaluating things of the present. What do I remember about my loved one? What did I enjoy the most? How did others see him? And how will others remember me some day?
I'm grateful that my children had the privilege of knowing my grandpa. They enjoyed spending time with him, even during grouchy card games. Grandpa was always grandpa. He didn't try to be anything but himself. I loved his spaghetti and his soups. I have fond memories of riding around in his golf cart with him. And I love the story of him finishing a round of golf in his boxers. I was entertained by my grandpa. He always made me chuckle.
Today, my children and I will share our memories together. We'll talk about their visits and I'll share with them stories from the days of my youth. What a blessing to have a wonderful grandfather! He will certainly be missed.
Death makes me reflective. Thinking on things of the past. Evaluating things of the present. What do I remember about my loved one? What did I enjoy the most? How did others see him? And how will others remember me some day?
I'm grateful that my children had the privilege of knowing my grandpa. They enjoyed spending time with him, even during grouchy card games. Grandpa was always grandpa. He didn't try to be anything but himself. I loved his spaghetti and his soups. I have fond memories of riding around in his golf cart with him. And I love the story of him finishing a round of golf in his boxers. I was entertained by my grandpa. He always made me chuckle.
Today, my children and I will share our memories together. We'll talk about their visits and I'll share with them stories from the days of my youth. What a blessing to have a wonderful grandfather! He will certainly be missed.
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
07/07/09
It's been too long since I last posted. I enjoy trying to write a little each day, and I am shamed that I've been so lax about this habit lately. I can't even say that I've been too busy. Our summer has been lazy and wonderful: small day trips here and there, and day camp in the mornings, afternoons of book reading and an occasional dip in the local pool.
My focus this summer has been to rid our house of excess clutter and unneeded possessions. God continually places before me the verse in Matthew that harkens us to "not store up treasures on earth...but store up for yourselves treasures in heaven." Daily I pray that God would reveal to me what we can do without, what I should let go of. He gently reminds me that too many things require too much of my time and attention, and that I would be much happier if my time was spent enjoying my children, serving others, reading a good book, taking a walk.
My prayer today is that God would continue to take from me my desire to cling to things and to hold them too close to my heart. I pray that he would free me so that I might enjoy the work he has placed before me. Thanks be to God for the amazing victory!
My focus this summer has been to rid our house of excess clutter and unneeded possessions. God continually places before me the verse in Matthew that harkens us to "not store up treasures on earth...but store up for yourselves treasures in heaven." Daily I pray that God would reveal to me what we can do without, what I should let go of. He gently reminds me that too many things require too much of my time and attention, and that I would be much happier if my time was spent enjoying my children, serving others, reading a good book, taking a walk.
My prayer today is that God would continue to take from me my desire to cling to things and to hold them too close to my heart. I pray that he would free me so that I might enjoy the work he has placed before me. Thanks be to God for the amazing victory!
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