Tuesday, February 21, 2012
This week has been full of reminders that things that are NOT going to be simple in the coming months. Grad school internship interviews, CPE applications for the summer, kindergarten registration & introducing solid foods, and discussions about how much is enough to offer our dream nanny for the crazy summer/fall schedule changes. My life feels so far from simple these days I could cry. And I have.
But here comes lent. Right at the time I crave it most. Right before I start taking my anxiety out on my family and friends, I am reminded that there is one with me who wants to lighten my load. One who cares and will not judge my imperfections. One who actively participates in my suffering, anxiousness, joy, and fear, and who is witnessed to me in my community. Even when I am unwilling to notice.
My lenten discipline this year will be to pray the psalms. I am not a pray-er. I mean, personally. When asked to pray in public, I can roll out stuff of gold thanks to all of my theological education, but personally, I struggle with the ideas of results from prayer. Last year around this time I spent 2 weeks with members of the ELCA Deaconess Community and a brother who was there taught me that the psalms are the prayers of all Gods people across the world and time. AND, even if a psalm doesnt resonate with me as I pray it, I am joining in prayer with Christ for someone who needs that prayed. Just like, in my prayerlessness, Christ shouts and sings and raises psalm prayers for my wordlessness.
And I do hope to have a personal benefit from this discipline. I hope to work on hearing every persons story as uniquely theirs and not judge them based on my experience. And I hope to find a place of refuge from the anger I inherit from injustices - small and large. For I feel so skeptical of everything and everyone so much of the time that I fear I push people away from myself without knowing it. May the Psalms of lent be my solace.
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Today, we took a walk around the block in this marvelous sunshine. A stay at home dad came out and joined us with his baby boy who is just days older than Shepherd. As the babies cooed together and Hazel ran around collecting pinecones, the dad told me there are about 5 babies born on our neighborhood block within 3 months of our boys - 4 of which are also boys. The others have been talking about starting a community group and he was sent to invite us. If it all shapes up, Shep will have some fun friends to go to school with. And get this, these boys all have cool names! Shepherd, Frances, and Royal are a few.... wow!
Hazel has been asking for a pet. Isn't this little hedgehog to DIE FOR!?! I would name him Henry or her Ingrid...
wishing your days are as bright as ours have been :)
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Hazel fights quiet/nap time these days. but it's fairly typical that, if I turn on old episodes of Felicity, she'll lie down on the living room floor to watch Ben (her favorite character - and likely first crush) and conk out. Today, this is what she looked like - I love her so much when she naps ;-)
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Shepherd is actually getting closer to 5 months old, but this picture was too cute to keep to ourselves :) the 5 month photo may be better since this was one of the last few pictures our 5 year old canon point and shoot took before it retired (ie croaked). We replaced it with a Nikon D40 (from the pawn shop - way less $$ and free manual's online. Don't underestimate the pawn shop, people!) and while I am floundering around the thing, it already takes MARVELOUS pictures regardless of how inept the photographer currently is!
off to play with it...