The Journey: May 2015

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

The Creativity Project: 5 P.M.

5 P.M.

It seems more like an invitation to confession than a photography theme.

I have a love/hate relationship with 5 P.M.

It's the time I rise up out of my chair (or dash home in a tizzy)

and take inventory of the food supply.

I can't say there's no food.
But I can't necessarily figure out how to make a decent meal out of it.
Thankfully on this day, someone has made a request.
AND I have the ingredients.
(Insert happy dance.)

And the pot I need to make it?
Hmmm, still soaking after last night's soup.
Wasn't someone gonna take care of that?
Oh, yeah, it was me. Or I.
Either way, my job.

This day 5 P.M. turns out fine, as it does on most of the days.
The chicken and dumplings were pretty delicious.
In spite of that moment of panic.

And tomorrow? Well at least we know there are pizza rolls in the freezer, if nothing else.
What was for supper at your house today?
I am really looking forward to circling through the other entries for 5 P.M.
at The Creativity Project.
(I am secretly hoping for some meal ideas. But if not, there is Pinterest.)
Sharon Covert is next in the circle, and at her house someone else had a job to do at 5 P.M.
Her post is way more fun than mine! Go there!
And we would love to know what 5 P.M. looks like in your world.
Post your entry on The Creativity Project on Facebook.

Monday, May 11, 2015

Sweet Little One

Sweet Baby Girl,

On the day you were born, you came all fresh and new with the spring rain,

while the air hung with the fragrance of crabapples and lilacs.

You were quite the little surprise, showing up sooner than anyone expected.

Your parents were amazed, and full of thanks to God for His gift of a healthy you.

Your grandparents had come all the way across the ocean,
and wouldn't you know they came early enough so they wouldn't miss a thing.
It was almost as though you had let them in on your little early Mother's Day secret.

It was the best gift EVER for your mom to celebrate being a mother with her own mother.
It just doesn't get any better.

Your grandfather was calling everyone he knew that day, it seemed, to tell them the good news.

Your grandmother went straight to work cleaning you up and caring for you.

At first you were not wild about being all unwrapped in the cold world,

but apparently the water felt good, and the love felt even better. You soon relaxed.

It took a little while to wash out all that hair--you lucky girl!

And then you were all fresh and clean, just like that!

It was time to wrap you back up, but first

a few extra seconds to admire your little toes.

Dressing babies can be a little complicated when you haven't done if for a long time (or ever).

You got a little overwhelmed with all the fuss,

but though your Papa didn't have too much practice with clothing you yet,

he sure knew just how to calm you.

And then, your wonderful aunt walked in.

She was so excited to meet you!

The two of you have some fun girl times in your future!

Everyone who loves you is praising the God who made you.

He will tell your story as only the Author could.

May you grow to know and love Him a little more each day.

"I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power
through his Spirit in your inner being,
so that Christ may dwell in your heart through faith.
And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love,
may have power, together with all the saints,
to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ,
and to know this love that surpasses knowledge--
that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God."
Ephesians 3 :16-19