Monday, October 31, 2005

Another beautiful fall day. I love this time of year. I love 60-degree weather with the sun shining so brightly it's hard to see far down the street. I love leaves on the ground and leaves being burned. I love crisp breezes and fresh air. I love a cold nose and hot tea.


I went out to run a couple errands this morning all by myself. Funny how much I appreciate a lot more of the little things in life now. For example, I took as long as I wanted to looking at things in stores without a single small child whining to leave or touching things on racks and shelves, and I didn't take it for granted. I got in and out of the van without unbuckling carseats and carrying a big diaper bag, and I noticed the ease of such activities. I carried the few items I was purchasing in my arms because I didn't have to push a cart or stroller, and I enjoyed doing so thoroughly.


Being a mom is so wonderful; I wouldn't trade my job--my role--as mom to Gabriel and Bronwyn for anything in the world. But occasional opportunities to remember my status as a human being are special. It was nice to have a moment today.

Sunday, October 30, 2005

It's not yet 6pm, but it's very dark outside. I am home with two very tired little people, one who is currently asleep (and I hope not at the expense of my own sleep later tonight!) and one who is currently watching That Thing You Do--the fallback whenever he is grumpy, wound-up, or exhausted. Does anyone else feel like it's time for bed???


I'm missing LIFE Group... bummer.


This afternoon we went over to the Story's for lunch. It was so fun! I love spending time with people! It's fun to host, but it's also very fun to be "hosted". Other than going to Daniel's parents and Joe and Stacie's, Daniel and I have never gone to anyone's to share a Sunday afternoon. It was really very, very enjoyable. In Gabriel's words (spoken as we drove away), "I like Mrs. Story's. I want to go back!"


I love people who love Jesus. It is so good to do anything--laugh, talk, worship, watch TV, whatever!--while sharing Him as a foundation. I am so grateful for the communion I have with the Father because of what Jesus did for me; how much more amazing is it that I am also given fellowship with brethren through His sacrifice?