scribbling

I spent probably three hours tonight sitting with my journal and writing.

it's helped a little. I feel a bit lighter, less discombobulated for the moment, and ready for rest.

goodnight.

Trapping the Little Steel Balls

It’s been an odd sort of day.

I’m distracted and somewhat unfocused.

My head is spinning.

A dozen voices and directions, rattling around inside of me.

I’m glad there’s only one work day left.

And that it’s a long weekend.

And that my roommate is working at her second job for most of the long weekend.

I’ll have the house to myself.

Time to sleep.

To clean.

To read.

To bake.

To think.

And to write.

I need to spend some time writing.

Clear some of the clutter in my head.

Put it on paper where it’s tangible and I can begin to absorb it.

My mind feels like one of those children’s games.

The ones with all the tiny little steel balls, that roll around until they rest in their little slots.

I need the thoughts rolling around my head to rest.

Each in their own little slot.

Peace restored.

Making Me Smile (July 30 Edition)

Time for another edition of things that I'm thankful for (things that are making me smile):

• quiet moments of deep peace and a knowing of the nearness of Jesus
• new shoes
• memory of some comments made to me recently that are very humorous to me, though the people who've made them couldn't have realized how humorous they are
• all the little secret things that remind me of dear friends, deep moments, and spur me to pray
• plans to eat Mexican food at a great restaurant for dinner tonight with a friend
• a forthcoming visit to a bookstore - I love bookstores. And books. Which can be found in abundance in bookstores.
• a quiet heart
• an unexpectedly low grocery bill last night - apparently if you do meal planning and a very accurate list, it costs you significantly less money when you grocery shop.
• conversations with friends near and far
• knowing I am loved
• flip-flop tan lines on my feet
• Hershey's Kisses with Almond
• an oil burner for my bedroom that lets me make the room smell fantastic
• another work day nearly ended.

See ya later!

Under the Chisel

Read this quote on Hope's blog. It challenged me again today.

What comes...

I'm sitting here, sipping tea, and wondering what will come... what this day will bring... I feel particularly uncertain for a variety of reasons today... nothing large and spectacular, just dozens of small things converging to create a wondering, a slight dis-ease...

There were quiet moments of deep beauty last night. Much needed after a fit of panic spurred by changing plans and events. A meeting with Jesus, and a quieted, cleansed and restful heart.

This morning I'm reminding myself of those moments. Of how needed they were. Of the fact that, for an hour or two Jesus drew tangibly near, not in that "he's always with me" sort of way, but in that "he holds me intimately" kind of way.

So I'm sitting here, sipping tea and trying to rest in the peace gleaned in those moments. I'm waiting for what comes...