August 25, 2010

a wind in the door

When you open the door, be ready. When you allow possibility to drift in, be ready for it to linger and swell. Be ready for it to follow on your heels, fill space while you drive, sit beside you at dinner and whisper stories as you fall asleep. Be ready to not know how to entertain it, unsure of what to do with it. But be ready for it to tell you. Then be ready for it to stare back at you from the mirror, asking you to be brave.

When you Believe, Be ready.

August 21, 2010

rising temps

today i:
  • dusted, cleaned and rearranged the built-in bookshelf in our living room
  • listed thirteen books on
  • cleaned windowsills and moved some house plants around
  • cleaned the inside of the refrigerator
  • washed dishes
  • sewed a little cushion for a small doll bed I got for the nieces to play with when they're here (I had to do this twice because I didn't get the measurements right on the first try)
  • rearranged a closet so I could store my sewing machine in it
  • got distracted and looked through photo albums also stored in that closet
  • decided to cut my hair short and highlight it again because I really like my hair in all the pictures circa 2007
  • noticed the air conditioner is not working (uh oh.)
  • made afternoon coffee to have with a few Famous Amos chocolate chip cookies but ended up eating the entire snack-size bag before the coffee was ready
  • have not changed out of my pajamas

today Aaron:
  • made my morning coffee
  • picked up around the house
  • helped me measure for the doll bed cushion because I'm measurably impaired
  • got gas for the lawn mower but decided not to mow in the middle of the day
  • confirmed the air conditioner is not working
  • confirmed he likes my hair in all the pictures circa 2007
  • ate a turkey sandwich
  • took out the trash
  • gave Sadie a belly rub

I love Saturdays like this. When you just leisurely do things around the house. Especially when it is so hot outside. We're thinking the AC was working overtime and froze up or something; so we're letting it rest for a while and will find out soon enough if it's truly broken.  Aaron is taking me to see Inception tonight at the IMAX! We're hoping the AC will be back in working order by the time we get home!

August 18, 2010

the not so wee three

This precious girl's second birthday has come and we celebrated with pink cupcakes.
This is how she chose to eat hers.
No hands!

 This one, oh my. She packed her new dance outfit so she could put it on and show me. She twirled and leaped and sat and told me all about starting ballet and tap and the different shoes and colors of leotards for each. Your first ballet shoes are, after all, something to be proud of.

And this charmer, he will snuggle still in your lap for a story or a whisper, but not for long.

August 13, 2010

spoon story

One day a man said to God, “God, I would like to know what Heaven and Hell are like.”

So God showed the man two doors. Inside the first one, in the middle of the room, was a large round table with a large pot of stew. It smelled delicious and made the man’s mouth water, but the people sitting around the table were thin and sickly. They appeared to be famished.

They were holding spoons with very long handles and each found it possible to reach into the pot of stew and take a spoonful, but because the handle was longer than their arms, they could not get the spoons back into their mouths.

The man shuddered at the sight of their misery and suffering. God said, "You have seen Hell."

Behind the second door, the room appeared exactly the same. There was the large round table with the large pot of wonderful stew that made the man's mouth water. The people had the same long-handled spoons, but they were well nourished and plump, laughing and talking.

The man said, "I don't understand."

God smiled. “It is simple,” he said, “Love only requires one skill. These people learned to feed one another. Those who think only of themselves remain hungry. But those who see beyond the end of their own spoon are well fed."

August 07, 2010

on remembering i have faith {final part}

If there isn't anything I can do
If there isn't anything I can do
If there isn't any thing I can do

Then what is there?

And so

I remember

I have Faith.

Now faith is being sure of what we hope for
and certain of what we do not see.

August 05, 2010

on remembering i have faith {part three}

I twaddle around, busying myself, distracted by my thoughts, wringing my hands.
Don't you care? Don't you see all that I'm doing?

And then,

this one is easy,

yet so easily forgotten

that I need not rage through days

that it's not mine to do.

Words find me, call me by name, invite me to sit, rest, listen

and be loved.

There is need of only one thing.