I’m bleary eyed, sipping coffee, pouring a third bowl of cheerios for my son. It’s an ordinary moment for a fork in the road. I can be tired and cranky, or I can be joyful and dance my way through the day. The world is full of light and dark, and the way to be safe is to rejoice.
“Finally my brothers, rejoice in the Lord! It is no trouble for me to write the same things to you again, and it is a safeguard for you.” – Phil 3:1
117: A vegetable garden. Who knew how exciting dirt would be? The promise of carrots keeps me running out there to stare intently at the soil. Some people call me crazy.
118: Chickens. Who knew how funny it would be to watch a large white bird rolling ecstatically in the sandy dirt? Chickens take dirt baths, and I find it to be hilarious. I’m turning into my mother (it was going to happen eventually right?).
119: A husband who helps me attain my dreams (re: vegetable garden and chicken).
120: A baby who crawls everywhere, and especially loves to chase after balls. Who knew how funny it is to watch someone crawl by you unexpectedly, full steam ahead, in doggie feet pajamas.
121: I just poured the FOURTH bowl of cereal for a person who has been living off of honey and locusts for the last few days (not really, but he’s been sick and picky for the past week).
122: Friends and relations. We will drive each other crazy, but we go back for more. The magnetic force of love and habit keeps us together.
123: Fresh lemons
124: Lemon PIE
125: Babies and horses.
125: The promise of Easter. I feel it in the air, I’m excited. Soon we will celebrate the fact that Jesus is alive, and mighty to save. We will be doing this with rabbits and eggs, and I don’t know why that is, but we must celebrate our freedom, so why not have a few egg hunts and massive amounts of candy?
“For what I received I passed on to you as of first importance: that Christ died for our sins according to the Scriptures, that he was buried, that he was raised on the third day according to the Scriptures”- 1 Corinthians 15:3