Friday, March 11, 2011

Life has been lived here

Thankfulness. Thankful. Thanks.

Words that are often used very loosely, but mean much your soul.

Simply speaking these words mean little, but actually feeling them do something to your insides.

I've been thinking lots lately about the practice of being thankful and seeing things in a different light.

This lady just sort of does that to you. If you don't follow this blog, you should. I recently condensed my blog reading from a list of about 200 (no lie) to a list of about 25. She definitely made it in the Top 5 for sure.

My girls and I have started a "Thankful Journal." Reading what they jot down is precious and makes this momma grin.

I've been re-inspired to pick up my lens once again and take a mental picture of this beautiful life that the Lord has given me. I want to remember every single detail of this life and choose to put on thankfulness and take off the dirty old rags of ungratefulness.

A life that is filled with sharpie marker adorning the butcher block counter top,

.....Little girls stirring pots and peeling potatoes in the kitchen.

.....A baby girl holding another baby girl.

......newborn smells and tiny eyelashes.

......painting and loads (no MOUNDS) of laundry to prove that we've most certainly painted; and we laughed while doing so. I laughed at the mess! pencils in the floor and sisters coloring.

.......Number 4 in mommas arms while her sweet little big toe peeks up through the seam. A sure sign that this outfit has seen better days, but has kept many a little girl warm and cozy.

.......Nap times filled with creativity with momma and the eldest.

.......Tiny sewing machines for tiny fingers and sewing the perfectly imperfect pocket all by her big self.

These are the memories that I'm most thankful for today.

His words tell me to,"Devote yourselves to prayer, being watchful and thankful." Colossians 4:2

Be prayerful. Be watchful. Be thankful.

Lord, please don't let me sleep through this life. Don't allow me to be on autopilot and simply coast. I don't want to be friends with regret. Through your kindness and your mercy show me how to BE watchful and BE thankful. Fill me up full of all of these things.

I'm thankful for this house that has been worn and used and that LIFE has been lived

Lord, tomorrow when my feet hit the floor, help me to remember this sweet truth that you spoke over me today. Help me to get dressed with the garment of thankfulness.


Hendrick Family said...

Beautiful. I love you and all those littles.


Practically Ava said...

beautiful words sweet sister. What a sweet reminder to ...give thanks in all circumstances. Even when our homes are decorated with play doh crumbs, and in your case sharpie marker. Love you and love your precious girls.
Give all the girls a round of hugs from Tia.

Anonymous said...

Good post! Enjoyed the pictures.



Laura Odom said...

I just finished her "One Thousand Gifts" last month. It is definitely life-changing if you let it be.

Loved the pics. That sewing machine is precious.

Melissa Terry said...

This is who you are. You embody thankfulness. I love how when something goes "wrong," you are always the first one to find humor in it. Your laugh is contagious; your life a joy.

Love you friend.

Anonymous said...

LOL, I see that pig is never far from her. Oh what will we all do.


mandi said...

Oh. This is why I love you.
Beautiful post. Gentle reminder.

p.s.- why have I not seen this sewing machine? It is precious!

Amy in Austin, TX said...

I just stumbled upon your blog and I just had to let you know how much this post touched me. You are indeed very blessed. Thanks for reminding me that I have more to be thankful for than I often realize...
Amy in Austin, TX

Anonymous said...

God has blessed you with many gifts. Love and joyfulness absolutely pours from your soul. Thanks for sharing your thoughts and your precious family.
Hello from your Okie family.