calling the day by Good names


The air conditioner hums. A lawn mower makes that good summer smell. I have a new planner with appointments in it. My kids run around in little underwear in lone-pretend universe. There’s a star sticker chart on the fridge. The hormones aren’t a fragile tilting piece of valuable glass. A little order, a little cosmos in the chaos, it is the Mother Art.
the prettiest flowers
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12 Comments

Ann Kroeker
Reply August 4, 2009

I love that the flowers are in a Kermit the Frog glass.

Mother Art. Simple. Beautiful. And slow enough to note those details.

Lora Lynn
Reply August 4, 2009

You have excellent taste in dishware. Anybody with a vintage Muppets glass for flowers is a friend of mine.

Jo@Mylestones
Reply August 4, 2009

I feel like I can see back stage in this post, where you are taking those thoughts captive and noticing the good story and calling the day good names. It is always a choice, and you are choosing wisely.

p.s. Have you finished Walking on Water or are you still reading? I'm in the middle. And so of course when I see "cosmos in chaos", I think of chapter one. Which I adored.

Amber
Reply August 4, 2009

Oh, my Joann, I haven't finished it. The inability to finish good books has plagued me. My favorite book of Letters by Beth Ann Fennelly, I ravished, but then I slowed down at the end and stopped. I do not want it to be over.

I keep gift certificates for massages because I always want the option. I have NEVER used a massage. This, I realize is dumb as a load of bricks. See? Sometimes I have to write this stuff out to even know what I need to deal with.

My book stack is small and very very very good. I am going to finish them. Soon.

You three (Jo, Ann, Lora Lynn) you always encourage. Thank you.

Kelly
Reply August 4, 2009

I was thinking of re-reading Walking on Water only last night. I find it wonderful how sometimes our procrastination puts us in the perfect place to read a certain something at a perfect time. God is always sovereign, and He knows how to give good gifts to His children, no matter when we notice them. I like to think He always begins to draw us with exactly the amount of time He knows it will take us to see Him in what He wants to show us.

Get that massage, for me, okay? ;-)

Megan @ Hold it Up to the Light
Reply August 4, 2009

Ahhh....that actually made me take a deep breath. I needed that, thank you.

deb
Reply August 4, 2009

I will hang that Mother Art on my heart.

Kimberly
Reply August 4, 2009

Sounds nice!

Sarah
Reply August 4, 2009

That Muppet's glass rocks my socks!!! I used to have one aes and ages ago....my silly parents didn't keep them when we moved. Sadness.

Jessica
Reply August 5, 2009

not there yet, still frazzled. Soon though, i hope.

Cassandra Frear
Reply August 5, 2009

It amuses my husband to see me come home from a walk. I have a fondness for bringing flowers discovered by the side of the road into the kitchen and popping them into little vases I keep just for that purpose. He says I am just like a little girl.

Amber@theRunaMuck
Reply August 5, 2009

Dear Cassandra,

You are.

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