Sunday, October 26, 2008
Friday, October 24, 2008
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
"Joseph of Arimathea, a prominent member of the Council, who was himself waiting for the kingdom of God, went boldly to Pilate and asked for Jesus' body."
- Mark 15:44
For some reason that phrase caught my attention this morning: he was known by the fact that he was awaiting the kingdom of God. Was he zealously waiting? Or was it just commonly known that Joseph from Arimathea was waiting for the kingdom of God?
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Monday, October 20, 2008
Just picture a chubby little girl, her feet blooming with the sweetest blossoms ...
pictures by frostingcouture
Friday, October 10, 2008
It was time. Time to retire my old blush brush for a new one.
So, good-bye old brush. You served me well, even as you broke down and shed bristles all over my face and clothing. You did the best you could, and I know I will find remnants of you for days to come in all sorts of unexpected places.
Friday, October 03, 2008
This morning John and I went to visit the midwife again, and we came home knowing that both baby and mama are doing great. Both healthy and growing, though my blood pressure is a bit low - 112 over 60-ish - and she had no explanation for why my hair keeps falling out. Silly me, it's supposed to fall out after Baby is born, not before. Baby even put on a little show for her by moving all around when she tried to listen for the heartbeat (which is loud and strong!).
Thursday, October 02, 2008
Yesterday morning was just lovely. A tad brisk, but lovely. I walked down to the church behind our place and took some pictures of their trees (since we don't have our own yet), and when I was looking at the pictures again this morning, they reminded of a line in a Josh Groban song: "Flaming flowers that brightly blaze/ Swirling clouds and violet haze/ Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue/ Colors changing hue/ Morning fields of amber grain ..."
Isn't autumn a gorgeous time of year? All the seasons can be, I know, but I particularly notice the Spring and Fall. It's almost as if God gets out His box of colors for a final flourish before He sends the world to bed for the winter.
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