Coming home from grocery shopping to this hobbit/kid in an apron.
The way things are coming together for a study with both chinese and foreign friends.
The smell of these pumpkin cookies in the oven, and the excitement they will produce when my kids walk in on a Friday afternoon from school.
The way food makes my children adore me. I have many faults that make me hard to live with, but the food thing is one way we make peace and promise to live happily ever after together.
Studying Jesus in the gospels. The unexpectedness of it... the way he seems ever more real to me.
The things that make me laugh. Like remembering Jen Hatmaker's quote about her reaction to surprise information that came home from school about costumes. "What fresh hell is this??"
It is so where I am at right now. It is my new motto.
Other funny stuff like these taglines
Starting the Fellowship of the Ring with my boys after not having read it for maybe 10 years? We started in, and then... I remembered why... and I can't wait to get to know them all again.
Listening to Johann Sebastian Bach on Pandora. And then I came across this article. The man's life: not easy. His music: equally challenging and difficult. But was his music a true gift of God, a divine inspiration? I love this line...But in the end, [the author] finds, it comes down to an act of faith. Other composers, among them Monteverdi, Beethoven and Mozart, have achieved greatness in various ways, “but it is Bach…who gives us the voice of God—in human form.”
Kneading bread. It's so contemplative to me. It's my favorite way to be quiet right now.
Helping my eldest study for his spelling bee. For as many as he gets wrong, I am still amazed at what the kid can spell! Where do they pick up these things?
The dimples, the uneven cowlicks, the jolted run, the constant jibber jabbering of our littlest man. (Not loving the endless forays into the sugar bin, the rice bin, the emptying of the water tower, ad infinitum).
Starting Chinese classes again, which translates into the hope of someday not sounding or feeling like a moron. Incidentally, I learned the word for "hope" this week... xiwang 希望.
The way my Man rallies. He pulls himself together. He pulls me together. He pulls us all together. He's a rock, a steady force.