Colors are the smiles of nature. #wildandfreechildren
Childhood in Kansas's October.
Almost eight years ago as we grieved the life my womb had only carried for a few weeks (Love knows not time.), my sister sent me a verse that has remained tucked within my heart since. Be still and know that I am God. Psalm 46:10 My heart was broken then and still hurts deeply to remember that precious lost one, but now with healing, I can truly say it is only because of that and other seasons of darkness through the years, I now know the Lord more richly. I know the One who walked these roads first so that now He can bear our suffering (Isaiah 53:4). I know the One who records all our sorrows and collects each tear in a bottle (Psalm 56:10). I know the One who hovers over us and tucks us under His mighty wing (Deuteronomy 32:11). He has been with me in the valley of the shadow of death (Psalm 23) and even there, the darkness is like light to Him (Psalm 139:12). See, His promises are always true and He says, Joy comes in the morning. (Psalm 30:5) Praying today for the healing of the many hearts I love who are heavy, wounded, and grieved. Praying for redemption of hope. Praying for the rising of healing. Arise, shine, for your light has come, and the glory of the Lord rises upon you. See, darkness covers the earth and thick darkness is over the peoples, but the Lord rises upon you and his glory appears over you. Nations will come to your light, and kings to the brightness of your dawn. Lift up your eyes and look about you: All assemble and come to you; your sons come from afar, and your daughters are carried on the hip. Then, you will look and be radiant, your heart will throb and swell with joy; the wealth on the seas will be brought to you, to you the riches of the nations will come. Isaiah 60:5
Light and oils and new mercies.
As other old soul readers may know, the classic novel Little Women chronicles the most amazing mother, patiently, compassionately guiding her girls as well as many around her through life's joys and perils alike with equal resilience, strength, dignity and beauty. With utmost affection and admiration the daughters refer to her as their Marmee. She's always been such a reflection of my own mother to me. Because simply put, there are none like her. Proverbs 31 comes closest to describing her as the chapter ends with, There are many virtuous and capable women in the world, but you surpass them all! Happy birthday, my dearest Marm. So many love you deeply.
With stories full of seashells and salt and I'm sorry's, we've returned to our Kansas plain life. We've made this trek a few times now, added children and bags and freckles and frustrations and mishaps and laughter each time. And with each time we've come to believe this sacred time we've been given is less about getting away and more about diving into, less about landscape and more about learning, less about scenery and really just another way to share life. Because what we've found for ourselves, our own, is when we step back from the busyness, the distraction of our normal rhythm, we've found firsthand there's not as much to hide behind and instead we are challenged to face head on the complicated, the endearing, the imperfections, the essence of what we're going to choose, who we're going to choose. And so on the blog are my photographs, my film, my memories made tangible from days spent just a little closer to each other, these days choosing each other. Link in profile.
His splendor covered the heavens, and the earth was full of his praise. Habakkuk 3:3
If you want to change the world, go home and love your family. Mother Theresa
In a world more broken by the day, ancient cries from scripture are echoed now as we await the return of our Healer, our Hope. Oh that you would rend the heavens and come down... Isaiah 64:1. #vegas