Monthly Archives: March 2012

Helicopter Seeds: Friday’s Little Thing, Big Joy

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You know those little seedlings that propel through the breeze,
just in time to land in your landscaping,
catch those early spring showers and sunshiny days,
then pop-up in sprouts all around your manicured yard?
You know what I’m talking about?
I love those things!

I think it’s an oak tree in our front yard that generously disperses these helicopter seeds this time every year.  As a kid, I felt like I’d made a grand discovery: tossing each seedling up, and watching it slowly float to the ground like a helicopter!  Even better, I’d pick up a handful, and watch a team spin together!  And now, not much as changed since then.  I still get a thrill from  sitting in the yard, picking seedlings, tossing them up, and watching them spin, spin, spin.

The helicopter seeds, straight from trees, without needing anything added or taken away, are nature’s simple, little flying toys.

It’s a good thing that I like them enough to not be bothered too much about pulling extra weeds mid-spring!

joy:  Maybe my thrill in helicopter seeds has stuck around all this time, OR maybe a little someone has inspired me to see the world through the eyes of a child!

Looking Forward to the Move, but Living in the NOW

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New experiences are pretty exciting to me!

So moving to a new (to us) house, in a new area will be like Christmas morning!

I find myself daydreaming about
how we’re going to arrange our furniture,
what new furniture I’d love to buy to fill the house,
what our interior decorating style could be,
where I’ll go to the grocery store,
what parks we’ll explore,
navigating walks through the new neighborhood,
new outdoor toys I want Little Man to have, etc.

I’m looking forward to having a bigger yard, a shorter distance to drive to church, a garage, and a place that we can comfortably have guests over!  Sometimes I find myself daydreaming about less logical expectations.  When we move, I’ll probably get more sleep, Little Man will probably be a little better behaved on those tough afternoons, the dog will shed less, I’ll probably cook better dinners, and be more organized.  It’s like I’m not just planning to move into a new house, but a utopia of perfection.

Of course I know those irrational expectations are silly.  But it’s what I see when I daydream about the future!

The truth is, there is ALWAYS something to look forward to and imagine how life will be better when we get to that point.

But if we’re always focused on that point in the future, then we’re never fully living in the present.  And even when we reach that point, we’ll probably be preoccupied imagining the next milestone of things will be better when….

I think that the best way for me to thoroughly enjoy our new home the most, is to thoroughly enjoy the home we’re living in now.  We have 2-3 more weeks to make memories here, to walk up and down the hilly loops of the neighborhood, to mingle with our neighbors, to pull weeds, and to play in the driveway.

Instead of counting down 2-3 weeks as the point at which I’ll reach my utopia, I think I’ll count each day as a joy to be where we are NOW!

joy:  Yesterday’s special memory was playing in the front yard with Nolan.  While I sat in the driveway, he walked up the small hill of our neighbors’ yard, then came running down to crash into me with a giant hug, over and over again!

Breakfast in Bed

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Somedays, we just have tough days.
Yesterday was one of those days for me.
Was it because I was tired?
Or because I didn’t pack lunches the night before and started the morning, feeling rushed & behind.
Was it because I had to run home from work to let the dog out, and then go to the grocery store with Little Man because we ran out of groceries?
Or because Little Man’s mood was like ocean waves, rising, falling, and crashing violently?
Maybe pregnancy hormones made me easily irritated.
(When in doubt, I like to blame things on pregnancy hormones.)

I don’t know what exactly my problem was.
I was just in a funk.

But this morning, I woke up to the most lovely and thoughtful surprise!

Breakfast in Bed

And to top it off, he washed the skillet!!!

Thank you, Sweetheart!  You know how to start my day with JOY!

joy:  Even better than eggs & toast is the thoughtfulness that I soak up from My Hero!

Contact Lenses: Friday’s Little Thing, Big Joy

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Out of the 5 senses, what is your favorite?
Hearing, tasting, seeing, smelling, or touching?

My favorite of the 5 senses is seeing!
I love colors and scenery,
expressions and body language,
photographed images and printed words,
lines and edges.
I love spatially arranging and organizing.
I’m especially thankful for my sense of sight!

It’s too bad that many of us have vision impairments.  But as long as we have access to doctors and technology, we’re not left in the dark!
Today I’m thinking about how joyful I am about my contact lenses!

These tiny, almost-invisible disks touch my eyes and make the difference between seeing blurs of colors and seeing clear, crisp images.

I think it’s quite amazing when I ponder how scientists use technology to take a little synthetic material, shape it just right for specific prescriptions, and “tah-dah”!  Clear vision!

Eye glasses are very impressive, too.  But contacts are a daily part of my life.

I first got glasses in the 6th grade, and was shocked to realize, “Everyone else CAN read the board in class.  It really WAS just me!”
But since I made the basketball team that year, I quickly transitioned into contacts.
What started out as an awkward way to begin each day, practically poking my eyes with my fingers every morning, soon became customary.
And now, contacts have literally become part of my face because glasses have never been comfortable to me.

Even at the age of 28, my prescription changes with each visit to the optometrist.
But I was actually thankful that my vision got worse by my last appointment!
A couple of years ago, I began developing astigmatism.
I was able to get glasses lens that helped to correct the problem, but I couldn’t get the special contacts until the astigmatism got worse.
Although it has been bad enough to prevent me from reading road signs clearly, seeing well at night, and seeing speakers at big events,
I still didn’t qualify for them until my latest appointment.
So you can probably imagine how much I’m enjoying my newest set of contacts that treat astigmatism!

CLARITY!!!

Even though I often get annoyed that I have to take them out and wash them each night, I’m really more grateful than anything, that I’m not left in my blurriness!

joy:  Without surgery or even glasses, I can see the beautiful world around me!

My Proudest “Mommy Moments” Might Surprise You

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It’s no secret, I’m extremely proud of my son.
I wrote about how I’ve been beaming with pride in him ever since he was an infant & before here.
And now that he’s almost 2, it is truly amazing to witness the velocity at which he learns words, figures out how to do things on his own, and communicates a sophisticated sense of humor!

Little Man’s name, Nolan, actually means “noble”.
And the moments that make me the most joyful & proud are when he demonstrates noble character.
I’m looking forward to all the ways that he will fulfill the meaning of his name through the developing of his character over the years.
But as an almost-2-year-old, I’m already seeing a strong and respectable character.

I see kindness when he doesn’t fuss about another child taking his toy.
(Although those moments are few, each one is a victory!)
I see thoughtfulness when he brings me a blanket and a pillow while I’m sitting on the couch.
I see generosity when he insists on sharing his snack with Daddy.
I see a tender heart when he slows down from his hustle & bustle to lean over, put his arm around my head to sneak in a kiss on his cheek.

And at this age, the greatest achievement (which I hope he notices how big I celebrate) is:

OBEDIENCE.

When he chooses to obey Mommy or Daddy, when he’d really rather not, he is

developing self-discipline,

creating a sense of respect, 

and increasing his capacity to respect & obey the Lord.

I think this character trait (obedience) is extremely valuable at this age, an age when my toddler is beginning to realize that he can choose to obey or disobey.  He can choose to come when I call him, or run the other way.  He can choose to put the phone down, or keep playing with it.

That’s why I throw a little “party” for him with almost every obedient action at this stage:
“YAY!  You obeyed Mommy!!!!  I’m SO proud of you!!!!” (accompanied with a huge hug and kiss).

I’m hoping that he notices how I value his heart of kindness, thoughtfulness, generosity, and obedience even more than his abilities to run, jump, and reach all these impressive milestones.  So as he grows up, maybe he, too, will treasure people and character development more than things and accomplishments.

Parenting is no easy task.  I’m trusting our faithful God to guide us on this journey, and I love imagining the incredible plans that He has for our children!

joy:  This boy has “Big Brother” written all over him!

Chacos: Friday’s Little Thing, Big Joy

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Chacos first entered my world in the summer of 2003.  I was preparing to be a camp counselor, and it seemed like the perfect shoe for a person like me who loves to hike, but avoids wearing socks & tennis shoes at all costs.

I was right, they were the perfect shoes for me!  For the past 9 years, I’ve worn them as much as possible.  And once I heard about ReChaco- a group that repairs used Chacos, I knew that my pair wanted to take a vacation!  Last week, I sent these in.  And a couple days later, I got a call saying that they were too worn out to be repaired!  I didn’t even think that was possible!

Therefore, I did the only thing that I could to resolve my little problem.  I bought a new pair!

Now I’m ready to wear my new Chacos everyday from now until the first day of winter!

I love having the comfort of a tennis shoe with the freedom of sandals!
I love slipping my feet into the straps and being ready for a walk through the neighborhood, a hike in the woods, or anything else for that matter.
I love the strap around my big toe, the zig-zap over my foot, the strap around my heel, and the easy-to-pull harness.
They all keep the durable sandal comfy, snug, and secure!
And I think that it’s pretty amazing that it’s only one strap that’s woven through the soul!
I will say, it takes a few days to “break them in”.  Actually it’s the feet that have to get adjusted.  When I start with a new pair, my feet get a couple sore spots, until they toughen up a bit.  But it’s definitely worth it!

I love wearing my Chacos!  I get that bubbly joyful feeling when I put them on, or look down during the day to see them strapped on my feet!

joy: Starting in April, these will be my designated “3rd trimester shoes”!



Receiving Love, Giving Worship

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“I love you.”

“I love you, too!”

Any other response to those 3 words would take me by surprise.
I guess that’s why I laugh when Little Man responds to “I love you!” with a big, fat, “YEAH.”

As great as it is, that those 3 words can be heard around our house frequently, I’m challenging myself to never take them for granted.  When My Hero says it to me, instead of quickly replying back with a cordial “I love you, too”, sometimes I just silently take it in…..He. Loves. Me.

There’s a David Crowder Band song about receiving God’s love that took me a while to really embrace as a worship song.  Here are some of the lyrics:

He is jealous for me, loves like a hurricane, I am a tree
Bending beneath the weight of His wind and mercy.
When all of a sudden, I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory,
And I realize just how beautiful you are,
And how great your affections are for me.

And oh, how He loves us so
Oh how He loves us,
How he loves us so. 

He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves.

 (Lyrics always seem a little funny if you haven’t heard the tune, but it’s a really beautiful song!)

I was confused when we first sang it in church as a worship song.  To me, corporate worship is a time to bring all of my mental and emotional focus onto the Lord, knowing that He is our great Creator, Savior, and Friend.  So singing a song that puts ME as the recipient of adoration just didn’t seem appropriate.

However, I’m starting to realize that the very fact that Sovereign God would take a wretch like me in, forgive me, and accept me into His kingdom is quite astounding, remarkable, and absolutely worthy of honor.

Not only has He accepted me, He has also chosen me to pour His storehouses of love upon.

I…..completely and totally underserving to be in His presence at all……am receiving His GRACE and LOVE abundantly.

In the few times that I have actually tried to wrap my mind around that mysterious love,
it’s brought me to tears and trembling.  It’s brought me to the greatest reverence I’ve ever experienced.

Maybe my Little Man is onto something.

I think we should tell the Lord that we love Him all day long.

But could true worship happen when we respond to His love,
with a silent, “Yes“?

joy:  We’ll never even begin to fathom the measure of His great love until we’re united with Him in heaven!

We’re Moving!

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It sure was an eventful weekend!

Within 24 hours, we accepted an offer on our house AND put in an offer on a home ourselves!  And they accepted it!

Five years ago, My Hero and I moved into the little blue house in a friendly little neighborhood.  Although it’s pretty small, without a garage, attic, or basement, it has been a PERFECT 1st house for us!

Vaulted ceiling, common area of the living room and dining area, hard wood floors, ceiling fans, and a rocking chair front porch

We love it!

 However, we’ve known that we’d want a little more space once we had a 2nd baby, and preferably we could move to Franklin- a quaint, charming town, further outside of the city, and closer to our church home.

After having our house on the market for about 6 months, we had our 1st offer.
Then within a couple of hours, through our realtors, we negotiated a price!
That in itself was hard to believe!

And since we’d need to be out by April 13, we knew that it was time to get serious about finding a house to move into!

So we spent all afternoon Saturday, looking at houses.
(Luckily, Little Man’s grandparents were in town to stay with him while we looked.)

By the time we finished looking at the 7th house, our realtor said, “This last one is pretty far out.  Are you sure you still want to look at it?”  But as we pulled up the driveway to the 8th house of the day, we all sensed that there was something special about this one.

And as we walked in, my prayer was answered.  My Hero and I both felt like we were home.

There are so many things that we love about this home!  And we’re especially looking forward to a greater opportunity to be a hospitable family!

joy:  Thank you, Lord, for answering our prayers to sell our house and find our next perfect house at the perfect time!


Friday’s Little Thing, Big Joy #1

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Part of my purpose here on Counting Joys is to appreciate little things that easily go unnoticed or have become an ordinary, boring part of life.  

So I’m starting this series on Fridays to spotlight some of my favorite things!  

Whether the things are tangible or intangible, this isn’t about materialism.  

This is about honoring the Creator and the Source of great ideas and resources!  I know that the Lord my God is the most brilliant designer and must have imparted His wisdom and creativity to the inventors of these things that I have in mind.  And this first “little thing” can only exist because of the way that the Lord created the solar system, which gives us time, days, weeks, months, and years.   

This is the perfect day to begin sharing with one of my all-time favorite things:
FRIDAYS!!!!!

Part-weekday, part-weekend.
When I was a student, it was the easiest day of the week.  Extra long recess.  Less homework.
As a teacher, it was pretty much the same thing.
And we all knew that when the minute hand turned to 3:00pm, the weekend had officially begun!
In some ways, that made Fridays even more exciting than Saturdays.
It’s like watching the ball drop at 11:59pm on December 31, celebrating the inauguration of a new year!
We can count down to cheer on the beginning of the weekend each Friday, before the sun even goes down!

Even as the stay-at-home-mom that I am now, there’s a bubbly feeling that I get when I wake up on Friday mornings!
Weekend plans will be on my mind.  (And if you know me, you know that I love planning!)
I know that I won’t be cooking dinner that night because we’ll pick up pizza or Mexican food.
My Hero and I will deny the fact that we’ve never been night owls, and we’ll start a movie at 9:30,
only to fall asleep about 12 minutes into it.
And as we wake up at the credits to drag ourselves to bed, I’ll know that we’ll get to see each other as much as we want to over the next couple of days!

joy: That feeling of freedom and excitement that comes just from being a certain day of the week.