“So then, just as you received Christ Jesus as Lord, continue to live in him, rooted and built up in him, strengthened in faith as you were taught, and overflowing with thankfulness.” -Col 2:6-7
Today is my mom’s birthday.
Quinten loves birthdays; right now he’s eating a grilled cheese for breakfast (very French of him I think) and telling me, “Yesterday was my dad’s birthday..and he had cake, and now…it’s all gone.”
Yesterday wasn’t anyone’s birthday, at least not in our family. Yesterday I started this post but didn’t finish it because I wasn’t feeling grateful, I was feeling cranky. People had said things, things I believed. Half true things about myself, my past, my fault…and then I started saying things to myself, and I froze and wrapped myself in a dream of chocolate and television.
This morning Q helped me with the dishes and when I turned my back, he THREW a cupful of water on me. He and his father have been having water wars, and it translated into the kitchen with mommy.
Today we’ve called my mother and we left a message. When she returns she will hear a smallish voice demanding to know, “IS YOUR CAKE BROWN OR PURPLE??”
Little conversations with a two year old, little excitements like getting water thrown on you, these things are the gold dust in my day. I wasn’t feeling blessed yesterday, I was feeling burdened, and it wasn’t anyone’s birthday, and the sun had set. Today though, is a new day, a day for birthdays and cheese and conversations.
When I live in the past, I don’t live. It’s only in the present moment that I can see who I really am, and the blessings that are lavished on me in a regular way, so regular it doesn’t seem like a birthday sometimes. His mercies are new every morning…
“Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come!”- 2 Cor. 5:17
214. A rainbow on a blistering hot, rainless day. Welcome summer!
215. Air conditioning.
216. Green promise.

217. Purple
218. Birthdays and cake
219. a cloth growth chart that has turned into a superhero cape.
220. God’s intentional forgetfulness.
“I, even I, am he who blots out your transgressions, for my own sake, and remembers your sins no more.” – Isaiah 43:25

222. Cherries from the tree.
223. Colossians: an encouraging book that reminds me who I really am.
224. Breakfast hugs
225. A small face covered in blueberry juice
In Christ I can be overflowing with thankfulness. Thankfully!
holy experience

8 thoughts on “New

  1. Hey glad to see your list! I sent you an e-mail :)I loved the line “I wrapped myself in a dream of chocolate and television”. When life and angry/sad thoughts get to me it's chips, Swedish fish, and TV. Sad but true. Anyway, I meant what I said in the email, girlfriend.


  2. first, I love that you made grilled cheese for breakfast! that's the kinda fun mom thing I should get into more – who says you need eggs or cereal for breakfast? – second, thanks for writing this post! i really love your honesty and the way you put things. we all need the reassurance of Christ and to remind ourselves and others what He has done for us. Thank You Jesus!


  3. Last night I cried in bed. I felt condemned and and unworthy and just plain sad – for me, and for other people like me. I didn't even know I was feeling that way, until the waterworks started. Cory, half asleep, hugged me and whispered nice things to me and I knew my eyes would sting this morning.

    Thank you for this post. 🙂


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