Soccer Stars
I have my own two little soccer stars. The boys both have been drawn to the game since they could walk. The oldest is now on a team each spring. He was so eager to start, watching his older sister trying it out, trying to play from the side lines.
French Jam and Iced Tea
Call it thrifty or good recycling, I like the sound of ‘clever domesticity’!  A little inexpensive solution for at home is always a treasure of a find when it is a pretty solution as well!
Contacts
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| (Contacts mean sunglasses, and sunglasses mean WAY less migraines, which means I am happily out doors more!) |
And the contact adventures continue! I ran into too many snags getting my first order from Costco, as had been the plan, so I went with the wonderful shop that sold me the new glasses and shades I am enjoying. No fuss and in no time they had my first six months worth for me.
A Study of The Mother’s Day Tulip :)
I am willingly swept off my feet by the man who brings me home grocery store tulips!
Our Advocate
Tonight I partook in a special service about the ascension of Christ. Although it is a traditional Thursday night service, that has been celebrated by the organized church for a long time, this is my first time attending such a service. The gathering of the Body tonight reminded me of my awe; awe at the fact that we have an advocate before the all consuming fire we call God.
Belated Mother’s Day Post
We have never pushed holiday celebration around here, but now our children are old enough to plan things. We have little choice but to let them spoil us on Mothers Day and Fathers Day.
Moments With My Three Year Old
Lovely moments in time, specifically today, but everyday, are in beautiful abundance when you spend so much TIME with children!
My three year old has been very chatty today:)
Morning MomentÂ
“My cars are on your mark and engines ready!” says my three year old as he lines up cars in front of my breakfast. “The blue will win because he is blue! RRRRRRRUMMMMM!” Watch out mommies toast! I had somehow gotten in the middle of a crash derby race!
After Our Walk Moments
My three year old picked his first ever bouquet of dandy-lions for me on our walk this morning! He then told me he couldn’t get me a lady bug cuz a lot of them where dead on the grass… awe 🙂
The street sweeper and cleaner went by and he screamed “OH BIG TRACTOR for me, for me!!” We had to stand and watch every time it went by.
After Snack Moments Â
There’s an old computer keyboard in the basement, three year old is pounding on it “I working on my puter… I don’t know why but we need a new one upstairs Mommy.”
“Can I watch a movie?” I said for sure. “Ya an adventure!” The joy with which he throws himself onto the couch and under his favorite blanket, just for a half hour cartoon before lunch, reflects how he throws himself at everything in life. Kids are excellent examples of GUSTO if you let them show you!
TTFN
Thirty Something
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| (their beautiful sparkling young eyes) |
Turning thirty did make a difference… at least for this lady… I am well over thirty now. Looking back I had no idea it would change anything, which is a naive thought because everything changes things… every day brings change and just breathing means you are growing, changing and lets face it… aging.Â
I was thrilled with the hope that I would suddenly be taken more seriously, once I left the 20s behind… ironically much the same feeling I had as I left my teens behind… now I realize the whole ‘taken seriously’ thing is pride and I don’t want to be too serious about life or I will not age gracefully.
Age gracefully… oh… that has been my plan the whole time I was young… now I took off my glasses and could see myself clearly for the first time since childhood (thanks to contacts) and realised age had been sneaking up on me as it does everyone else… only mine had been hiding behind some dark frames…and I hadn’t noticed for a long time. The initial realisation had me teary and I was horrified at my human, and very womanly, response. I was worried mostly that others would notice, and be as shocked at the change as me, and perhaps be unhappy with me.Â
Beauty fades if it is just a skin deep thing.Â
Obviously some insecurities where rubbed a little raw as I glanced, through contacts, at the over thirty me.
I alone can decide how I am going to react to aging…
Had a good look at my children. Looking them in the eyes (their beautiful sparkling young eyes) I decided I have to be mom first. Would I ever stand for my daughters seeing their beauty as only skin deep? Or my boys overly worrying about their short lived handsome features? When I behold my loved ones all I want is for them to find eternal beauty in the potters hands… so…
I remembered how I have ALWAYS had an abundance of grace toward my mothers looks, almost romanticism… she has and always will be beautiful!
Contemplated the stunning ladies who have mentored me and written on my heart. Most where elderly when I knew them, skin deep beauty had faded to a story of life lived on their skin. Their secret wasn’t cosmetic surgery but eyes still sparkling with love, life and passion. They had hearts ablaze for Christ and so they oozed fruits of the spirit…
But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, kindness, goodness, faithfulness,
meekness, self-control; against such there is no law.
~Galatians 5:22&23 (ASV)~
meekness, self-control; against such there is no law.
~Galatians 5:22&23 (ASV)~
… fruits of the Spirit… something/someone that can’t be bottled and sold… except perhaps bottled into our hearts… as long as we invite Christ’s Spirit to flow in our lives, he will be there to transform us into true and ageless beauty!
 But we all, with unveiled face beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are transformed into the same image from glory to glory, even as from the Lord the Spirit.
~2 Corinthians 3:18 (ASV)~
TTFN
