Thursday, October 16, 2014

beautiful little things

Good grief, there is some really bad stuff going on in the news these days. Stuff that is frightening and horrifying and completely sickening. And stuff that forces me to step away from the latest article, shocking story, or most recent headline, before I am consumed by panic and afraid to leave my house.

I'm not suggesting that I should bury my head in the sand, and ignore the atrocities of the world, but I know that I can trust the One that already knows the ending to the story. And I can rest in that. I know that he's got me, and that he's for me, and that consuming fear or worry is not his plan for me. I know that I am blessed beyond measure, and that I must choose to focus of the beautiful little things instead of the absolutely hideously appalling. 

Over the past week I have found myself smiling at the strange scenes I come across all throughout the day. Battles are being waged in the bathtubs, and Barbie has a lot of pet dogs. (And no, I did not pose any of these myself!)  These kids love playing and reading and drawing, and inventing creatures. And I love them, and want to remember the messes and the noise, and the quiet moments, all of which are beautiful little things. 










Grady was diligently working on something. I asked him what he was drawing, and this was his response...







All of that to tell me that he was drawing lots of scary sea monsters with long tentacles...

Meanwhile, little sister sings sweetly while she works...



I LOVE this picture of the two of them just sitting and talking, like old friends. I hope they look like this in ten and twenty and fifty years... (minus the guinea pig, of course.)

More art from Grady...







Lilly has been perfecting her rainbows... Like thirty million of them.

Yep, you guessed it. More artwork by Grady...








So tonight I choose to close the news reports, and just soak in the beautiful little things that surround me everyday in this season. I know that my life will not always look like this. I know that some day I might be able to take a nap in the middle of the day, but that I probably won't receive gifts made out of tape and chicken feathers found in the yard.  We've gotta live each day to the fullest, because who knows what tomorrow holds. 

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