"There are lives I can imagine without children, but none of them have the same laughter and noise" - Story People
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
A place lacking longing
the minute I hear my boys pitter patter down the stairs in the middle of the night
when she laughs at the top of her lungs while I'm chasing her on my knees
Him smelling all good leaning in for a kiss when he gets home from work
The peace that passes all understanding embracing me filling me until I can't question His love because I am Full of it
The chocolate cake that perhaps I could have bypassed but loved every second of
My husband's coffee in the afternoon that he almost spills each day
My bath tub when all four of us pile in because I want it that way making the best memories in a pile of bubbles
My heart because I have for whatever divine reason so far lived up to my name "Blessed One"
I am a woman shamelessly dependent on a Savior. I am constantly being shaped and molded, bending and moving in ways I never thought possible. I am married to the most incredible Australian man, the accent of which is only the beginning of his sublimeness. He is a rock that God has so graciously allowed me to walk alongside. I have four beautiful children who teach me more than I could ever teach them. This blog is really about sharing life with others and hoping to provide even the slightest bit of wind at their backs at just the right moment. I have a soft spot for nutella and peanut butter on a spoon together, like dogs that smell good but not cats, force myself to join clubs to be more relationally oriented, and at least once a week dance so long in my living room that sweat drips in my eyes.