It is . . . January 1, 2012
Outside my window . . . it is cool and clear.
I am hearing . . . the static of the radio as my husband searches for the OSU/Stanford game. (We just realized the game isn't on until tomorrow!)
I am wearing . . . a pink sweat shirt, grey shorts, bare feet.
I am creating . . . goals for the New Year.
I am looking forward to . . . turning over new leaves. (Hopefully not the same ones I've turned over and over!)
I am thankful . . . for fresh starts.
I am praying . . . the John Wesley Covenant Prayer:
I am hoping . . . to be even more God focused this year.
I am remembering . . . New Year's eve with my parents in years past. New Year's eve celebrations have not big a big deal in our house. We used to watch the Tonight Show with Johnny Carson until it was midnight in New York City. New Year's day consisted of a traditional New Year's dinner of corned beef, cabbage, and black eyed peas.
I am noticing that . . . Celebrations and holidays are different as you grow older. The reality of life puts them in perspective. They are wonderful times of joy and relationship building, but not fantastical as they were as a child. We often talk about building memories. But having a father with Alzheimer's has taught me that our memories aren't guaranteed. It really isn't about building the memories, it's about being in the present moment to love, to spread joy, to serve, to minister. That moment may remain for some, but may be lost to others so living in the present moment and living in it completely is so important. Someday our present moments may be all we have until we meet the Lord. What does God want for me in this moment? That is the question I must continually ask myself. How it affects the future is God's business.
I am reading . . . Orthodoxy by G.K. Chesterton.
Words to think about . . . "Angels can fly because they take themselves lightly" - GK Chesterton. This year I hope to take myself lightly.
A moment from my week . . . We took a quick respite for a few days in the Ouachita Mountains of Arkansas. It helped me to regain some perspective, motivation, and creativity. A few photos to share in the days to come.
Something you may not know about me . . . Every summer between the ages of 9 and 16 I spent three weeks at a Christian athletic camp in the Ozarks called Kanakuk. I learned how to do everything there from water skiing to rappelling to star identification - even knot tying. This is also where I became a Christian, giving my life to the Lord during one of the evening services at age 9.
One of my favorite things . . . the glow of the living room lit only by the Christmas tree lights.
For my picture journal . . . from my living room to yours . . .