Findings: goodbyes and gifts
I’m not one for word art, but when I saw this Deeply Rooted Planter, I was pretty excited. It says “to move freely one must be deeply rooted.” Ah, yes, that’s the thing I know, the freedom I’m after has everything to do with what holds me strong.
I’m learning freedom, because I’m learning where my strength is.
It’s been a while since I travelled, and I knew a new phase of travel was coming. This new season is one for feeding deep and for time with strong voices of encouragement.
The night before leaving, I am always only 51% sure I’ll walk out with my bags. Titus has asked to rock to sleep every night. How could I not? He drifts, and I pick at him while I have the chance. I squish his legs, look at his lips.
Seth sends me off with song. Either to sleep or to Austin, whichever – he sends me.
We know the setting of our story isn’t only in this little green house, but this little green house is the place I love the most. We knew when we moved in that we would have to remodel some things soon, and in the meantime, I feel a bit like I live in a dorm. Even still, I put my art on the walls. Home is where I tell of the places I’ve been.
Uncommon Goods sent me this poster with scratch-off countries on it, because we’re teaching the boys about the world, and we want to show them the beauty and how small we are and how great are the people of God, how gorgeous is His image.
I remembered Ireland, the Republic, how the art split me like wind up an ocean cliff. We had no babies then, and we spent the summer apart. I cradled the phone to my ear, like I could shove his voice like a permanent echo inside. For Haiti, too, we were apart, and he never saw the sea urchins and how I swam in my pants. I’ve never seen Ethiopia, but Seth has been there to call her daughters blessed. We each are senders.
And we’ll always have Paris. Not really. But we’ll always have Tuscany. We saw how Jesus’ mother opens her arms there in art to show human connection. We saw the big farm dog that could have swallowed us whole, the one that thought he was a lamb among the sheep.
Valentine’s Day is coming up, and the lovely folks at Uncommon Goods are offering you, my readers, a gift certificate to pick out something super fun. I’m not one for selling stuff. I’m flat out terrible at it, but I actually adore this quirky shop and think you will, too.
Their Jewelry is unique, and that’s my favorite kind.
So while I’m away, check out Uncommon Goods, and then leave a comment. I’ll announce a winner, chosen at random by Monday, so you can use your gift certificate for Valentine’s Day. They are so kind to offer you $25, and I want good gifts for you.
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