Archives for November 2009

Because He never has spare days

Thou hast given so much to me,
Give one thing more, – a grateful heart;

Not thankful when it pleaseth me,
As if Thy blessings had spare days,
But such a heart whose pulse may be Thy praise.
~George Herbert
From my heart of praise to yours, wishing you all a Happy Thanksgiving.

Turning a page

What am I thankful for this holiday season?  New beginnings. The page of our story is turning and as it does, it reveals the next twist in the plot.  Our next page will look something like this come February.

I am ready for the adventure, and thankful.  Thankful that life never turns out the way we plan, but instead unfolds one page at a time.



“The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord, and He delights in his way.  Though he fall, he shall not be utterly cast down; for the Lord upholds him with His hand.” Psalm 37:23-24
I fall down a lot.  More often than I care to admit, and in ways that I won’t ever own up to here. When I do more than fall, when I throw myself headlong down the slope, I think that this is the time I will be cast down and forgotten.  But His hand continues to uphold me, even when I fall, fail and lay in the mess.  He picks me up, and His hand steadies me.  

Living in the yes

Some days I would like to get into someone else’s skin and live their life for a little while.

In truth, I don’t really want a different life, I just want to experience more in this one.  I want to know what it feels like to solve a mystery, reign in a horse, win an award, look good in a miniskirt, write a book, or save a life.

What’s it like to turn heads when you walk in a room?  Ride an open trail? Perform lifesaving surgery? Earn a paycheck?  I don’t have the answers, but I’m determined to find out.  Maybe not the turning of heads because I am (sigh) in my mid-thirties.  But the life saving surgery?  I might be able to pull that off.  I am told I am very good with re-attaching missing doll parts.

These are the things I consider when I’m on my third cup of tea and still in my PJ’s on a Saturday morning. I don’t know how much I can fit into this short life, but I do know that I need to stop being the girl whose first response is always no. Life is lived in the yes.  I’ll start by saying yes to a fourth cup of tea and see where that takes me….which is likely to be the bathroom, where I will worry about that weird moldy smell, then reconsider my floor cleaning methods.  Saying yes to a life well and truly lived is going to be more challenging than I thought.



This photo makes me happy in ways I can’t explain.

Unguarded moments are so rare, don’t you think?  I wish to see more of them.  A tender glance, an amazed grin, a hand to mouth. Kids are good at the unguarded, the true thing.  I needed this photo to bring me back to truth, and to reveal the pleasant but bland veneer I so carefully paint on.


I’m linking up to Chatting at the Sky and joining in the conversation about finding the un-ordinary gifts in our sometimes very ordinary days.