A gift stitched, hammered, woven
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
February 4
3 gifts found when bent down
1. A goodnight kiss and hug from my 8-year-old.
2. A rumbly purr from my attention-seeking kitty.
3. The stray clog for which I've been seeking, hidden under the bed.
1. A goodnight kiss and hug from my 8-year-old.
2. A rumbly purr from my attention-seeking kitty.
3. The stray clog for which I've been seeking, hidden under the bed.
Sunday, February 3, 2013
February 3
3 gifts found in writing
1. When I write, things become more clear to me. I am better able to focus and I feel more "me." I have always known this, and intrinsically consider myself to be a writer, but I am terrible about actually putting pen to paper -- or fingers to keyboard -- on a regular basis. Writing grounds me.
2. We sang one of my favorite short hymns after communion today at church. I know the lyrics, but I wrote them down on my bulletin anyway. Just the act of writing them down made my heart sing.
3. Momastery. I found this blog about a year ago -- can't remember who, but one of my friends posted a link on facebook for one reason or another. Every time I read one of her posts, my heart is touched. It's good for my soul, I know.
1. When I write, things become more clear to me. I am better able to focus and I feel more "me." I have always known this, and intrinsically consider myself to be a writer, but I am terrible about actually putting pen to paper -- or fingers to keyboard -- on a regular basis. Writing grounds me.
2. We sang one of my favorite short hymns after communion today at church. I know the lyrics, but I wrote them down on my bulletin anyway. Just the act of writing them down made my heart sing.
3. Momastery. I found this blog about a year ago -- can't remember who, but one of my friends posted a link on facebook for one reason or another. Every time I read one of her posts, my heart is touched. It's good for my soul, I know.
February 2
3 gifts on paper
1. Books. Today I took Jessie and two of our troop to help with a Gold Award project. Our friend built a library in a clubhouse of a community nearby, and she is finishing up. We put labels on the books so they can be organized. She collected over 3,000 books, and it is so humbling to think that some of these families don't have any books in their homes. When she started a year and a half ago, I think the families had an average of fewer than 5 books in their homes -- including Bibles and cook books. Our children have hundreds in their bedrooms alone. So many hours of my life have been spent reading, and I cannot even begin to imagine a book-free childhood. What a gift this library is to these families.
2. Our diplomas -- even though technically mine is printed on sheepskin rather than paper. What a gift it is to have come from families that not only emphasized the importance of education, but also were able to provide them for us. And I just have to say, my college diploma is a work of art.
3. The "Promises and Blessings" scripture verse calendar the kids gave me for Christmas a year or two ago. It sits on my desk just below my monitor, and is a good reminder for me. I don't turn the page every day, and sometimes I will leave it on a particularly fitting verse, but it's always a blessing to see what will pop up on any given day.
1. Books. Today I took Jessie and two of our troop to help with a Gold Award project. Our friend built a library in a clubhouse of a community nearby, and she is finishing up. We put labels on the books so they can be organized. She collected over 3,000 books, and it is so humbling to think that some of these families don't have any books in their homes. When she started a year and a half ago, I think the families had an average of fewer than 5 books in their homes -- including Bibles and cook books. Our children have hundreds in their bedrooms alone. So many hours of my life have been spent reading, and I cannot even begin to imagine a book-free childhood. What a gift this library is to these families.
2. Our diplomas -- even though technically mine is printed on sheepskin rather than paper. What a gift it is to have come from families that not only emphasized the importance of education, but also were able to provide them for us. And I just have to say, my college diploma is a work of art.
3. The "Promises and Blessings" scripture verse calendar the kids gave me for Christmas a year or two ago. It sits on my desk just below my monitor, and is a good reminder for me. I don't turn the page every day, and sometimes I will leave it on a particularly fitting verse, but it's always a blessing to see what will pop up on any given day.
Friday, February 1, 2013
February 1
3 gifts red
1. Red velvet cupcake that the baker gave me for being her 200th "fan" on facebook.
2. Candy cane candleholder that I really need to take over to my newest Girl Scout's house since she was sick during our investiture ceremony.
3.
1. Red velvet cupcake that the baker gave me for being her 200th "fan" on facebook.
2. Candy cane candleholder that I really need to take over to my newest Girl Scout's house since she was sick during our investiture ceremony.
3.
January 31
A gift on a paper, in a person, in a picture
1. My BSF notes/questions.
2. My BSF leader.
3. Today I was telling someone about Josh's premature birth, and I showed her the photos of him that first week. He hates to see the photos of him hooked up to tubes and wires, but I like the reminder. Even though it was a terribly frightening introduction to parenthood for us, it gave us great perspective. Compared to all the other babies in the NICU, he was huge and healthy. I even felt like a fraud, like we didn't belong in there. He just needed an extra week or so to grow. It seems like a thousand years ago.
1. My BSF notes/questions.
2. My BSF leader.
3. Today I was telling someone about Josh's premature birth, and I showed her the photos of him that first week. He hates to see the photos of him hooked up to tubes and wires, but I like the reminder. Even though it was a terribly frightening introduction to parenthood for us, it gave us great perspective. Compared to all the other babies in the NICU, he was huge and healthy. I even felt like a fraud, like we didn't belong in there. He just needed an extra week or so to grow. It seems like a thousand years ago.
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