Archive | March, 2011

Standing still.  Standing solid and real while everyone else in the single picture frame of my mind rushes forward.  There are times when I want to stop the rushing train of life.  All too often I slip into the place of feeling left behind.  Yes, here I am.  Fear trying to grip my heart.  Will I let it stop me?  NO!  Run, heart pumping, legs shaking, insides turning inside out.  Jump.  Leap.  Straight toward the rushing train.  My train.  And hang on for the crazy ride.  I will not let this one pass me by.  Maybe it isn’t the train with everyone on it, but it is mine to ride.  The ticket on my life says these tracks are my path.  Most importantly I know the One that guides the train and his love casts out all fear.

(photo taken 5 years ago)

{happy face}

{shimmering petals}

They bended and swayed in the breeze and nodded their golden heads at me as I passed by.  The sunshine in their face turned up to smile at the warmth of light smiling back.  Ahh daffodils.  Every time I see one it makes me happy.  Maybe it has something to do with the cheery yellow color or maybe it is because I know that the spring is coming.  There is something so delightful about flowers.  Orchids are one of my favorite variety of flowers.  Those and daffodils… The shimmering petals and rich colors turn their beautiful faces at me and as I turn away from admiring them my face is just a little bit brighter for having encountered theirs.

{a joyful noise}

Pop, Pop, Pop!!! Each fragile bubble was bursting with excitement.  I grinned as they snapped and exploded like firecrackers beneath my feet.  My dad looked up and smiled at me.  Maybe it is silly that I was having such a delightful time playing with the packing material that I discovered in the box filled with love sent to me but I really couldn’t help myself.  Honestly it was just way to tempting.  The little things in life can be so much fun.  So enjoy them…because you can.

{like tears}

It has been pouring rain here all day in my hometown.  Thunder, lightning and the works.  When I gaze out the window it seems as if the heavens are weeping.  Sometimes the sky is sobbing and sometimes it just seems to gently cry.  During one lull in the torrent I ran outside and snapped this picture.  It makes me think about all the people in Japan who are crying over loved ones lost and lives forever changed.  The tree reflections in the picture are upside down just like so many lives overseas are right now.  My heart goes out to this country and its people.  Just like one drop of water can have a rippling effect so this disaster has and will effect many.  Thinking about Psalms 46:1. Please pray for the people of Japan.

{in print}

You know that saying that there is never anything new under the sun?  Well sometimes
(ok most of the time) I need inspiration by the bucket load to help me be “creative”.  I’m not original and I tend to take on similar habits as the characters from the book series “The Borrowers” when it comes to great ideas.  So when I get a great catalog in the mail such as J. Crew, Anthropologie, and LOFT it makes my closet happy.  I may be broke but at least I can dig out stuff that is lost and crying “wear me!!!!” from my closet and mix and match it in different ways.  These beautiful photos that have been put into print have left an imprint on my brain….  Happy for catalogs that inspire me and make me swoon.

{4 u dear}

Confession here.  I don’t know why it has taken me this long to hear about this song but now that I have heard it I am addicted.  Here’s to my amazing friend who sent me this to tell me how much she loves me.  I love you too friend.

“None of us, including me, ever do great things. But we can all do small things, with great love, and together we can do something wonderful.”

– Mother Teresa

{magnify}

There I was sitting, staring at the computer screen (or if you are my nephew it’s the pooder) with a deer in headlights stare.  Trying to write a paper for school.  Key word: trying.  Unfortunately I wasn’t being very successful…. My gaze fell on the the magnifying glass and I smiled.  Through the glass I could see the weaving threads of the curtains behind.  The strands folded in and out, over and down.  Our lives our like those strands latticed together in an intricate way.  We aren’t just single pieces of thread but our lives are woven together with many other lives.  If we never touch others then we will never be part of a beautiful tapestry.  It may be messy on the back of a tapestry and honestly most people’s live have unsightly parts but in the end we will see the bigger picture and marvel.  Getting close to people can be hard but the result is worth it.  Let’s be willing to touch people’s lives in a beautiful way.

{twirling}

{glistening sunshine}

Where I live it rains a bit.  Actually that is a very large understatement.  It rains most of the year here, but when summer comes.  Ahhh summer.  Do you know how I am pinning away for you right now?  Looking back through some pictures taken almost two years ago helped remind me that the sky will not always drop large crystal gems.  That the sun is always shining on the other side of the soft gray cashmere blanket of sky.  When summer warmth comes it will be that much more glorious as it robes itself in flowers and a prism of colors.  And then we will twirl in the living green carpet and let the golden beams dance on our heads.