Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Friday, September 25, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
When I first saw this little Spinning Heart I was so tickled by it. I had been walking and I thought, "I need to look up." I had been looking down for over a mile looking at the sidewalk and the ground. I think I must be afraid of falling or something because I find myself looking at the ground a lot. Anyway I looked up and I saw this 1 inch crystal heart hanging from the coner of a house. It is so tiny barely even noticable. As you will see in the video, it was kind of hard for me to even get a good shot of it. I try to take my camera when I walk and the first time I took pictures of this heart, it kept spinning and I just couldn't focus to get a good picture. Today I decided to take a video. This little heart hangs at the back of a house that is behind a fence that is a good 6 feet tall. I had to hold my camera at an angle that I couldn't even see the screen but I think it turned out ok anyway. My first thought when I saw it was, why would someone hang that tiny little heart from their roof. It is in such an out of the way place that you can hardley notice it. It is a beautiful heart anyway catching and reflecting light as it turns. It's small but it casts beams of light all around where it hangs. As I contemplated this little spinning heart I thougth, I want to be like that. Quietly going about my business, Not getting in anyones way, just being right where I need to be, reflecting the light of Christ that is in me and spreading that joy everywhere I can reach. Little Spinning Hearts can spread sunshine all along their way. They can "cheer and bless and brighten every pasing day."1
1 Quote from LDS hymn; Scatter the Sunshine
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
Sunday, September 20, 2009
I really enjoy folding laundry for my family. (Thank goodness because I have to do it every week!) Before Bou was born I loved to fold Logan's clothes and just think about how the man I loved worn them. (And of course I still love to do this!) It really was so much fun for me and it was something that I knew he appreciated.
After a couple of baby showers the clothes started to add up and I just loved folding the tiny baby clothes and putting them away neatly. I tried to organize them by size the best I could but soon came to realized that it was a bit more difficult once they started to be worn. So I would be sorting through tons of tiny clothes trying to find the right size and they would all come unfolded. And after doing a couple of loads a week because of blowouts and spit-ups the clean clothes just got thrown in the drawer unfolded. It didn't bother me much because I knew that I was the only one that was going to be seeing them and that Bou wouldn't mind one bit!
Well.. a few months ago when I was watching my sister Jenny's kids while she was in the hospital having their 3rd child, Jack, I was helping her oldest, Lacy get dressed when I realized that all of her clothes were neatly folded in her drawers. I thought it was a sweet, loving gesture because certainly a 4 year old doesn't care if her clothes are folded. It was obvious to me that my sister loved her children because she took the time to fold their tiny clothes, even though I am sure she does way more laundry that I do in one week.
So it inspired me and reminded me of my love of folding laundry. So tonight when Bou was fast asleep I folded all of her clean clothes and added them to her drawers that I have kept neatly folded and organized since Jack was born. And with each tiny outfit I think about how much I love the tiny person that wears these clothes.
So anywho.. thanks for the reminder sister, and happy folding!
Funny thing is, that after I got done writing this blog I remembered that when Samuel and I were first married his parents came to visit us. One of the first things he did was take his parents to our bedroom and show them his underwear drawer and how neatly folded his underwear were. I was so embarrassed and I even felt a little like the hired help but I soon came to realize that what he was doing was an act of love. He was so proud of me and my laundering skills he just wanted to show me off a little.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Friday, September 18, 2009
I am happy to be a prisoner of Love. I locked my heart up long ago and vowed to love only you. Then we had children together and they became prisoners with us. I have said, many times, that I love my family like a crazy woman. Some have described this love as fierce, and have said that I defend my family even when they may be wrong. Well I don’t know about that, but, I do know that if we are to be an Eternal family that our loyalties must lay with each other. We must guard and protect each other as if we were protecting Fort Knox. (My daughter Chantal in picture.)
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Running just as fast as we can
I think we're alone now
How fun would it be to run in this car, just as fast as you can?
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Just in case you can't find the hearts, Look at Jenny's teeth in the upper left picture and then I think the other one is obvious, right? (Pictured is my daughter JennyLynn)
Monday, September 14, 2009
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Friday, September 11, 2009
This heart was found on the same trip in the pavement at Disney land. Is it truly the happiest place on earth? No, the Happiest place is where the Heart is.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Monday, September 7, 2009
Layer 1, Infatuation. We have all been there. We find someone we think is so great and then after awhile we see the light.
Layer 2, Lust. Yes that too. But that just doesn’t last, it may feel good for a minute but then you just feel sick. Lust is never worth anything
Layer 3, True Love. Oh true love is the best and only one that lasts through it all. Of course we know that there are many more layers to love and to an onion but every once in awhile we find a real keeper and then we are set.