Life rarely turns out like we planned. Does that mean we give up hope? Not on your life! Even in the midst of what looks like hopeless circumstances, there is an unswerving hope that can be shaken, battered and bruised, but never completely wiped away. This is the story of my daily faith walk. If you have found yourself in a hopeless place, please join me and let's take this journey together--the journey in search of unswerving hope.
Monday, January 26, 2015
Icy Branches and a Girl in Pink 34/365
My Angel 33/365
This angel was given to us at a very special time. She has watched over our backyard for ten years now. She's starting to crumble, but that makes me love her even more!
Long Shadows in the Snow 32/365
Pinewood Derby Prep (31/365)
Last weekend was race day for our little AWANA. This is the night before where last minute preparations were going on. We didn't win, but had a fun day and a very cute sparkly car!
Canning Jars (30/365)
During the past two summers, I've taken up gardening and canning. I have so much to learn, but there is something so therapeutic about storing up food for your family. I am grateful to live in the country where we have room to grow a few vegetables, and store them to be enjoyed year round! These are jars that I've emptied over the past couple of weeks.
Snow Day 29/365
It's a snow day. I am curled up in a blanket near the wood stove that has a brightly burning fire going. The pan of water on the stove hisses over the heat. My afghan is soft and warm. My fuzzy slippers hug my feet. My coffee is strong and hot. My Bible rests on the chair next to me as I have just completed my devotional.
Today I feel blessed. I have a Courier and Ives backyard that has a fresh coating of snow, and I am cozy warm in my house as I gaze out into this winter wonderland.
It's going to be a Jammie day. Maybe we'll watch a movie after a breakfast of pancakes and bacon. We'll read, practice piano, and maybe make cookies. But I think I'll let most chores slide today.
It's been a very busy weekend, and I am relishing this quiet time. Learning to live in the present, counting my blessings, practicing eucharisteo.
Saturday, January 24, 2015
Dinner Bell at Sunset
When we moved to the country ten years ago, I knew I wanted a dinner bell. My brother was able to find one at an auction and gave it to us for a house warming gift. I love my dinner bell... Especially at sunset.
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