Outside my windows… we’ve had a dash of flurries recently, but nothing has stuck around for the long run yet.
Inside my house… in a moment of madness, I strung up lights in my dining room, garland on the bookshelves and random ornaments hang here and there. I’ve not done more than just a Christmas tree for years!
Counting 1000 gifts… Color. What a beautiful and wondrous thing color is.
Prayers of the heart… for perspective. So much is shifting in how I look at things. I pray for a perspective that comes from the wisdom of God, and not my own.
What the (not quite so) little ones are up to… running about in the back yard on a recess break. It’s very quiet inside right now, though I occasionally hear snatches of loud voices from outside!
From my playlist… the Amazing Grace musical soundtrack.
From my reading list… A Simplified Life by Emily Ley arrived yesterday, and I’m anxious to dive into it. I’m still reading through Coming Clean: A Story of Faith by Seth Haines too. It’s been a challenging and thought-provoking read so far.
From my needlework basket… mittens, hats, and a cowl for the cold weather that’s ahead.
In the learning room… It’s our last week of full school before December break. We’ve got some other studies to work on for the rest of the month, but it will be nice to have a more relaxed study schedule for a few weeks.
Random ramblings… There are times when I wonder just how much of my stories I should tell. I read quotes like the one below and I ponder this. Is it better to tell our stories even if it’s at the expense of relationships or the feelings of others? Or, is it the better thing to stay quiet? I’ve grappled with this for a couple of years now, and I don’t know that I’m any closer to an answer, not really. So many things that I write never see beyond the pages of my journals. That doesn’t mean that writing them down has no purpose, in fact, just writing in my journals does a lot to help me face things and work through them. How much of that should ever go beyond the journal pages is something that I still can’t sort out though. I see the advantage of sharing our stories, and I see the potential problems as well. (And this is why I take forever to make up my mind about anything!)
Profound ponderings… “You own everything that happened to you. Tell your stories. If people wanted you to write warmly about them, they should have behaved better.” – Anne Lamott
Caught on film…