I just had to pop in here today and share these beautiful photos with you. It is snowing outside. Those big, soft, pillowy snowflakes that land ever so gentle one on top of another to blend into this winter tapestry of beauty. As I stepped outside to get a few pics, peace surrounded my senses. Being out here in the country there was no sound of traffic or neighbors or radios. No city noise. Only the sound of a few geese pierced the stillness.
I wanted to stand there all day soaking it in. But there were chores to watch over, a diaper to change, and a maple syrup history project boiling on the stove. I walked back inside, looked around. My vacuum fritzed out on me yesterday. I see clutter everywhere. Toys, lego bits, baskets of laundry needing folded, scraps and crumbs that need vacuumed, a kitchen floor that needs scrubbed. And I struggle around the chaos. I have all week. I pray minute by minute for order.
I remember a verse we read over breakfast.
I heard an unknown voice say, “Now I will take the load from your shoulders; I will free your hands from your heavy tasks. You cried to me in trouble and I saved you…” ~Psalm 81: 5b-7a
I look out the window again. I see His order. Beautiful order that has cacooned me. Even though I am surrounded by my own chaos, His order is enveloping me in its perfect stillness. My heart cries out in gratitude and I offer up thanks. I realize that no matter how hard I try the chaos will pursue me. That is the nature of the fallen world. So I will, again, list my thanks where it seems to be lacking and remember that even the smallest amount of this that I can offer up will lift my eyes above this world.
#302 a baby boy who IS peace in this house
#303 with his smiles and coos that fill us brimfull with joy
#304 and his 4-6 hours of continuous sleep through the night
#305 so that I may hold his sister still and drink in the length of her beautiful eyelashes as I listen to her breathe.
#306 a husband who says sorry
#307 and helps me by shopping on roads I cannot travel
#308 for winter beauty
#309 and evergreens that remind us of life even in death
#310 repurposing baskets for long-needed uses
#311 baby powder that dear husband bought for soft baby bottoms
#312 brown sugar and blondie bars even with no chocolate chips
#313 this space, right here with you that I get to share and grow me
#314 memories that serve to soften my heart and remind me of this abundant life and of its blessings
#315 apologies from me to littles setting an example
#316 Laura and Little House and how stories can heal bad tempers and focus hearts again
#317 Life groups and new community
#318 hearing fairy tales read by an emerging reader
#319 hearing, “Mommy, can you teach me to read?”
#320 Bob books and their simplicity