in the future

In the future, before I have four girls looking everywhere for my shoes, I will remember which pair I wore.  When you are looking for a pair of boots, it is helpful to look for the pair that is actually there. 

just sayin'.

*grins*

at the start of a new day

. . .I remember that it is not my day, but HIS.

"It is one thing to go through a crisis grandly, but another thing to go through every day glorifying God when there is no witness, no limelight, no one paying the remotest attention to us."
-Oswald Chambers-

to wait.

"My soul, wait thou only upon God; for my expectation is from Him. 

He only is my rock and my salvation: He is my defence; I shall not be moved. . ." 

Psalm 62:5-6

what does it mean to wait?
Over the last couple of weeks, I've had such a longing to take a peek into the future, to see what will happen, to flip to the next chapter. 
This past Thursday, we had part two of a special student life activity (I have a feeling some future students may be reading this, so I'll keep quiet about what it is!)  Eager students began showing up over 30 minutes early.  And when I walked in and saw all the students had arrived before the Lakehouse had been set-up my first thought was "No, this cannot be. . .they shouldn't see anything until we are all ready for them.  It takes some of the sparkle out if you watch the transformation of the room." 

The Lord used that to teach me about waiting.  He has something splendid up ahead. . .something that He uniquely orchestrated.  There is a time and a season for everything.  And He asks that I stay where He has placed me, until He ushers in the next season. 

to wait.

to trust.

to believe.

That is what I am called to do, in every circumstance and every season. 

"Trust in Him at all times; ye people, pour out your heart before Him: 

God is a refuge for us.  Selah."

Psalm 62:8

a quote and a picture

"When we consecrate ourselves to God, we think we are making a great sacrifce and doing lots for Him, when really we are only letting go some little, bitsie trinkets we have been grabbing, and when our hands are empty, He fills them full of His treasures." 

-betty stam-

tea for three

It was about two weeks ago that us three roommates spontaneously decided to have a tea party.  There was a quick flurry of tidying, finding and boiling of water.  Then we dimmed the lights (when you cannot have candles for fear of setting of the fire alarms, you do what you can) for ambiance, turned on some music and sat cross - legged on the floor. 

It was such a sweet time of fellowship that we decided that it would have to become at least a weekly tradition. And it has certainly happened often, especially with the winter weather we've been having here lately! 

There is just something so special about drinking tea. . .especially out of a red tea pot.  

sweet memories

For close to 48 hours my Mom and aunt came to visit. . .and oh! it was wonderful.

I love visitors.

Robert came in September, Mom came in October. . .I'm taking reservations for November.

Now doesn't those suitcases make travel alluring? 

Let me know when to expect you. . .

what joy, what joy

Last Wednesday evening, we all gathered in the chapel to support the campus' favourite children as they gave their premier concert.  And I could not stop the tears from falling, as I heard their enthusiastic voices and watched their beautiful faces.  Their interactions on stage were so precious, as they helped one another remember where they were supposed to be even when they spoke different languages. 

Here is one of the songs that they sang. . .and I have to admit that I'm rather partial to their version :)  This song has been ringing in my head for the past number of days.  Let us remember what joy is for those whose hope is in the name of the Lord.