April

Outside my window, the world is covered with night of the lulling-est kind.
A steady rain drips from the sky, pittering the sidewalks, pattering the rooftops.
I step outside to soak up the night while it soaks me up.

Smoke from the chimney next door tinges the air with the sweetest gift- the scent of fall- of burning wood on a cool, dark night. How odd in spring- while trees are laced with new green leaves. But what a kiss of beauty.

To stand in this night, my face lifted to the sky.
To be alive, to be a part of all this bittersweet beauty-
the passing of time, the comfort of seasons- what joy.

Pure unadulterated joy in spring.

Spring Tree

Light in a Window

Home

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In blue twilight you walk,
The cold seeping in.

Walking forever,
Each moment the sky darker.

Quickening your step,
Searching for sanctuary.
For solace.
For something.

Only hill after hill greet you.
Each one steeper.
Lonelier.
Colder than the last.

You climb.
You crawl.
You cave.

On the ground.
Feet too heavy to go on.
Too dark to see anyone.
Are your eyes open or closed?
You can’t tell.
Snow falls down,
Covers your face.
It’s over.

And then.
Then.

You see it- the golden glow:
Light in a window.

Light in your window.

Home.

The Best Day

Mountains
Reflection and I have been hanging out lately. After a glorious but whirlwind summer, I find myself with questions. Questions on eternity, my life’s purpose, time, and what makes a fruitful life. The exercise of writing out your fantasy best day was suggested, as a way to articulate desires and values and what’s most important. I gave it a go.

My best day is less flash and glam that I thought it’d be. When I really thought about my best day, I was surprised at how ordinary it is, how attainable it is, how often elements of it already show up in my life. Here’s a peek:

– Wake up rested but early, in quiet.
– Be alone and have amazing quiet time with God, enveloped in His love, secure in Him and His plans for me and for eternity.
– Stretch.
– Drink a yummy green smoothie while reading a book.
– Write outdoors overlooking a stunning mountain view, in quiet. Maybe Mark Isham music is playing in the background.
Then the rest of the family wakes up and we snuggle before eating a yummy breakfast together.
– Head out on an adventure together- Josh and I have deep conversations the whole drive. We see a castle, an ancient battle site, or glorious mountain pass. 

– We meet Jesus for lunch (in the flesh). 🙂 
– He comes with us for the rest of the afternoon, as we adventure some more and revel in this world’s wonder. 
– I find a quiet moment to sit under a tree, or overlook a mountain valley, or consider a singing sparrow. I pull out my leather journal and write a quick page on the glory of our world, the lessons God has hidden in it for us to find, how everything ties back to our Father. I dog-ear the page as a reminder to share it with the artists & silence and solitude groups I lead back home. And to chew over how it might fit in the chapter I am currently writing.
– Even the best day comes to an end. After a delicious meal, we head slowly back home, winding through the mountains. We get home, tuck our girls all cozy into bed, and Josh and I head out doors to gaze at the silent stars in wonder. The still night air enfolds us while we talk about Jesus some more, our day, life, adventure. (Jesus stayed at the restaurant to visit with some friends He hadn’t seen in a while. 🙂 )
– Sleep sweet

Looking over my notes, themes become very apparent. Quiet, rest, peace and health (spirit, soul, and body), Jesus, thinking/alone time, the people I love most, outdoors/nature/beauty, adventure/travel, and observing lessons God has hidden in this world and then sharing them with others (I now see that I need so much quiet and alone time because His voice can be still and it takes intention to listen!). This exercise is so helpful because it helps me to see what all the parts are that make my life whole. And it explains while I feel like I am running on empty or despairing when these elements aren’t making up my days.

Fascinating. 🙂

I’d love for you to write down your best day and share what you discover. I think you’ll find it a very helpful exercise!

Love, e

Swallow

Swallow

“For while we are in this tent, we groan and are burdened, because we do not wish to be unclothed but to be clothed instead with our heavenly dwelling, so that what is mortal may be swallowed up by life.” (New International Version, 2 Corinthians 5:4)

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I see You when I shut my eyes. Life most clear with eyes closed tight.

How often this world steals my gaze, steals my heart.
Like dominoes following, worries tumble down.
Burdens like boulders.
Crushing me.

When all I need is You.

The sorrow, the sadness, the haze-

of busy,
empty,
not enough

of ache,
fear,
all alone

When all I need is You.

You are my King.
You are my Hero.
You are the One who saves the day.
My very food and drink.

I’m starving for You, Jesus.

All I need is You.

Swallow me as I drink deep.

A Cup of Cold Water- March 2017

Life can be hard. So hard.
In some seasons, my soul feels like it’s been through battle.
Do you ever feel that way?

The Lord keeps me going, day by day, in lots of ways.
First through His Word and presence, then through His people.
But He also uses beauty to bind my bruised heart.
Like a compass ever pointing me back to Him and to hope, the beautiful and lovely things of life reassure me that it will be ok. These “cups of cold water” from my Father get me through hard days, simply they might be.

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Today’s cups?

• The bird outside my window, whistling his tune: Spring is here!

• This song! I love the line “I couldn’t run from His presence.” What a comforting reminder to know I can’t outrun Him.

• Re-watching BBC’s 1995 Pride and Prejudice mini-series on Amazon. I am a loyal fan of Keira’s 2005 version- oh the lushness of it all, oh the soundtrack, oh that final scene when Mr. Darcy comes striding down that dawn-filled hill! But I decided to give the BBC series another chance and it’s been delightful. With the longer length, it’s like slowly sipping a comforting drink. And now that I’m giving Jennifer Ehle another shot, she really is charming. And England is still England. 😉

• The Lifegiving Home. Although I’m not yet done with this library book, I know I am going to buy it. Written for either the full-time homemaker or just the soul that loves home, the book affirms again and again the value and necessity of home. It adorns the vocation of making-home. I love it. 🙂

• Finding tiny dresses drying in my bathroom.

Tiny DressesTraditional Medicinals Chamomile with Lavender tea. This tea is like a spa in a cup. The tension slips away with every sip. Try it!!!

• Psalm 12:5: “‘For the oppression of the poor, for the sighing of the needy, now I will arise,’ says the LORD; ‘I will set him in the safety for which he yearns.'”
How beautiful! He is the Truest Comfort in this weary world. How I love Him.

That’s it for today, but hopefully some of these “cups” bring you comfort, too.
What about you? What’s been your comfort lately?

Love, e