quiet recharge

preparing for a class i’m teaching tomorrow-
on memorizing scriptures.

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the house was quiet and i was able to do my planning without any interruption. priceless.

we loosely made plans to go out exploring today-
but other than a few errands this morning, lunch date with the girls, appointments (hubby), we didn’t do much. it was still a very good day.

then hubby took the kids biking, aliyah went to a friend’s house, and i was gifted with a quiet house.

do you know what a quiet house does to an introvert?

i rest. i recharge. i get inspired. i function better.

so there:)

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today, take 2

so much for photo a day.

but i’m feeling better today, the house looks a bit manageable, and my attitude is better.

yes, in that order. so here i am:)

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golden watermelon~
It’s super sweet, but the girls are not so crazy about it. We picked 3 up (2 are red) and the gal at the fruitstand commented, “That’s a lot of melons!”

Yeah, right. We’ll be back in a few days.

20120809-130820.jpgand the packing began.

These rented no-fuzz boxes sure make packing fun. I’m just thankful not to deal with all the taping and the flimsy boxes and such.

We welcome this move as another positive challenge, something we didn’t wrestle with, so more than anything, we (including the kids) are plain excited.

Our motto: less is more.

I’m thinking to invite you in the whole process. That’s the idea, at least. We’ll see:)

today ii

a journal and a few good pens
pencil roll with various microns and prismacolors
my bible
(all tucked in an accessible, portable lined basket)
a good cup of coffee (even when it’s hot outside.)

these are a few of my favorite things.

when i crave intimacy with my Creator-
i could find a quiet corner to hear heaven
i  could close my eyes where i am, and pray,
i could grab my quiet time companions
to dig in His Word and journal away,
or when it’s necessary do all three.

today…

blogs tend to be quiet in the summer, no?
so this week, in the spirit of consistency
i’m doing a photo a day project. (in this case: day and night.) 
doable and reasonable, right?

20120805-175726.jpgto farmers market on a beautiful, cool morning~
surely we’d miss these early sunday walks when we move.

while biking around the lakes
one must stop for breathtaking sunset.

happy sunday everyone!
glad to catch up with you today. xoxo

(and if you’re subscribed here, i apologize for the mess. phone blogging and indecisiveness don’t go hand in hand.)

yummy old books

moving in a couple of weeks
most books already in boxes
yet managed to pick more up.
what can i say?

treasures found recently:
old, musty books
oh so yummy.
just glad we could rescue them
for our next generation of readers.

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i love aged children’s books
printed before our time,
or our parents’ time.
with inscriptions like

to jeff and jon,
love grandma and grandpa.

oh the history!
they are treasures irreplaceable
we can make room for
anytime.

“No book is really worth reading at the age of ten which is not equally – and often far more – worth reading at the age of fifty and beyond.” ~C.S. Lewis

to fully live

circumstances grip the mind
tiredness acts like goliath,
comfort dictates it’s hard
apathy dances around.

yet

there is Life within
bigger than the one seen
yearning to be unconfined
to be fully lived.

sometimes it overwhelms,
in its fierceness
it brings me to my knees
with fear and trembling.

yet no other life
would i want to live.

Only in returning to me, and resting in me will you be saved.
In quietness and confidence is your strength.  ~isa 30:15 nlt

to live a contemplative life
devoted to prayer
to stand firm, yet still and quiet.
to rest
and in full surrender let God fight the battle
arms outstretched to heaven
where victory and hope come from.

Mercy spewing out of me
finding its way to the hurting and the lost.

I have been crucified with Christ, and it is no longer I that live, but Christ that lives in me; and the life which I now live in the body I live through faith in the Son of God who loved me and gave Himself up to death on my behalf.
~gal 2:20 weymouth nt

to be gatekeepers

I meet missionaries, shake their hands, listen to their stories, and right then ask God, “sooo, when will You send me?”

One day it dawned in me, He has sent me all along. This place where I am is my mission field. A special calling right at home- I am at peace with that.

Have I mentioned we are moving again?

Where we live now, and where we are moving to- these were not part of our dreams when we started this family. Even part of my brain had wondered why we pursue this. Last week, hubby and I looked at a potential home, which we both really liked, not to mention it’s in a nice area in the ‘burbs, but I could not find that peace inside. Then I remember how we always pray for God’s perfect will to be done in our lives. Did it even occur to me for a moment that what it looks like might be different from what everyone else desires or dreams about?

We followed our hearts.

Now, if you’re from this city and I mention the intersection of this place on the corner we’re moving to-  you would know precisely where we live. (In fact, friends asked last night and then exclaimed they knew exactly which house it is.)

Yet, this peace remains.

Yesterday, while at the park right across the street from this soon-to-be-home, we got a good taste of what our new neighborhood would be like. Our oldest daughter and I both recognized that. Again, peace held on to me. It repelled fear and doubt. Right there, I was fully aware my heart is being transformed. Right there, I realized God is birthing this whole new love in me. I felt broken.

On another note, did God make sure that despite its age, the house would still have nice hardwood floor, lovely woodwork and that clawfoot tub in the only bathroom, because well, He knows those little things matter to this girl?

Then I got woken up way before dawn just to be made aware that the house is in a very strategic place. We are right on the corner of a square. We are to be its gatekeepers. Intercessors for the Square. 

Again, I felt broken. The mission field just got bigger.

Lord, there is no place I’d rather be than where you want me to be. I must decrease, that you may increase in my life. Strengthen this heart for Your purpose, oh God!