surpassing knowledge

"how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ ...

that you may be filled to the measure

of all the

FULLNESS

of God"

as we keep spinning

The colours are returning to their natural state once again with the rich gold and reds. Routine is settling down yet seeming not to slow down.

Do we ever stop to see the plastic bag dancing in the wind, to see the beauty in simplicity? The early sun playing with the dew?

How much is missed and gone unnoticed?

big things in small packages

I love getting mail. Cards, letters, even bank statements, but especially packages that hold books. Space is becoming scarce on my bookshelf.

They smell good as well. :)

bay

at the close

The dusk comes with the song of birds, softly washed clouds, and solitude. Just a girl, nature, music, a pen, and words to offer up in thankfulness.


Quote of the day: "We're not 'kiddie' cats, we're unicorns."

"Speak, Lord, for Your servant is listening."

Are our ears still open for the call?

defined by flying squirrels

Life is peaceful at midnight. The crackle of the fire overriding hushed conversations. Stars obscurred by the light of downtown.

Midnight. That time when coaches turn back into pumpkins, when the Sandman is making his rounds, the start of a new day, the turning of time.

afternoons and coffeespoons

Word of the day: Brilliant

Didi: [as an insult to me] You're brilliant.

He wisely decided to call me brilliant after he learned the definition.

washed in pastel

the remaining puddle after a light rain