Word Picture

You know I love every post to have a photo. But lately my energy quota for the day has not included grabbing the camera as often to snap the photo that would perfectly illustrate the post that’s floating around in my brain. And then, even when I have taken the photos, getting them from camera to computer is another step, made impossible last week because the indispensable cord was missing. (I found it wrapped round and round [and round] the base of one of the office chairs – The Boy loves ‘tying knots). Oh, and then there’s the excuse that I use both my camera and Jeremy’s to capture moments – depending on which one is handier – and some of my recent photos are on Jeremy’s camera, which he took with him to work the other day. Tonight I decided it was pitiful to neglect posting just ’cause I don’t have photos to go with what’s on my mind or my heart. So I decided to post without them tonight.

It has been a lovely evening, though not much of it was photogenic. The floors need to be vacuumed, the children’s bath towels are strewn about the living room floor (along with about an laundry basket-full of toys, clothing, and misplaced items), and the couch pillows are topsy turvey. Nevertheless, I wanted to give you a snapshot of our evening. The evening was beautiful because we spent it together. Jeremy was watching an instructional acoustic guitar video in the living room. I had got out my spinning wheel and was spinning up a lovely purpley wool/mohair blend. Claire was in her playpen next to me hanging out, flashing huge, toothy grins at anyone who looked her way. Jesse was playing with Little Dog on, around and under the coffee table – a green shoelace has become a leash this week, giving all sorts of creative play ideas. The dinner was cooked, eaten, and cleaned up after thanks to my patient husband, or I would never have been able to just relax like I did.

My life is not perfect. Currently my house is a mess. I just can’t seem to get the laundry put away. I still feel sick off and on, though I can feel the difference in getting past the 12 week mark. I have to have two wisdom teeth extracted on Friday. I have unfulfilled longings, just like everyone else. Just ’cause I always post pretty pictures on my blog, does not mean my life is perfect, and I never want any one to think I am a wonderwoman. I simply hope to inspire others to pursue beauty, look at the bright side, and be grateful for what God has put in your lap. He has given us all the grace we need to get through a day, to the Glory of God.