Monday, September 29, 2014

Falling for her

Oh baby love of mine!

You grow more and more lovely each day

And how special it is that you were sought after and sweetly spoiled by your 
Grammy & Papa this past week

Getting to know you was there joy and delight!

As is mine every day dear one

You are trying ever so hard to sit and now with the help of your new chair 
you are enjoying a whole new view of your great big world

 You are very vocal on your tummy and back and love to talk to yourself, 
squealing and squawking with wonder and surprise

You LOVE your hands! Your fingers are your constant source of entertainment 
and taste as you try to fit all ten of them into your mouth at once 

 We made beautiful memories with you this week

Lots of hugs and kisses and marveling at the wonderful things you do


Happy four months darling girl! 
We have certainly fallen for you!

There's no place like...

Some days I miss 'Kansas' terribly
As much as a grey day yearns for a golden sunset
As much as a lonely road aches for friends to share the journey

But these days of late I have found a resting place
Stepping out of a whirlwind the past six weeks
I have somehow landed in a dreamy world of color and calm

Baby girl and I are figuring out life together
Like a bud on a branch she is the work of joy
Daddy is working hard as ever but finally able to enjoy his free days with us
He never ceases to amaze me

This hundred year old house is more than we bargained for
In healthy and hard ways it has taught and tended to us
As we tended and turned it nearly upside down
Fruit of labor welcomed to our taste

I can now look out and not only admire a stunning view
But see beyond to what God is doing for His glory
In and through us there is work being accomplished
That is far greater that painting walls and furnishing floorspace

We are being called to give and serve generously
To value hearts over home decor and relationships over the roof that covers us
As hard as it may be, I am learning to count all as loss
And to work with grace immeasurable for the things that last
The things that really matter

Home is where the heart is they say
And there's no place like a heart full of heaven
A heart resting in the goodness and love of our Savior
Hopeful and heavy enough that it overflows