Creator of Unnoticed Wonder

It’s been raining all day. Actually, all day the past two days. And I’ve had a cold. So have my kiddos. They’ve wanted to be held all day.

That, plus the fact that I got completely caught up in trying to fix my RSS feed [want to subscribe?] without even asking Josh for help once, is my excuse for not having posted earlier. Even though I really meant to.

Anyway, instead of a real post, here’s just a few random thoughts, because well, Monday’s almost over and I’m tired.

Photo by Krystyna Szawlowska

All that working on behind the scenes stuff takes time. Lots of it. If I hadn’t gone on and on about it, few of you will probably even notice that it’s there. But it took hours and hours (at least it felt like it did!)

This made me think about Creation. It made me think about all the tiny desert flowers that no human eye will ever see. God made them. He sees them. They declare His glory. That’s purpose enough for their existence.

Our bodies are so incredibly designed, but even with all our modern technology, we’re still discovering just how intricate they are. The blood coursing through our veins, the tiny bacteria that fight within our bodies, how much of this do you or I really know about? How much of history has been ignorant of how it all works? Yet all these tiny cells and microscopic bacteria were crafted by our Creator. Isn’t it amazing?

We work and work on a task, whether it’s making dinner or tweaking a blog, and want others to notice (at least I do.)

But God created this whole vast world. We see little bits of it. We gaze in awe at tiny fragments of it. But how much of it goes unnoticed by us humans? How many flowers bloom and die without a glance from human eyes? How much of it was created simply for the glory and pleasure of our Creator?

We’ll probably never know just how much we don’t know. We certainly know enough to stand in sheer awe of our Creator!

“The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above proclaims his handiwork.” Psalm 19:1, ESV

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Please Pardon the Hiccups…

….as we update the site.

I really should have thought of this before starting to post again, but it really needed to be done. So if you see a crazy landing page or the site doesn’t load or the links don’t work, please bear with me. Thankfully, I have an awesome husband who can rescue me from my computer mishaps.

Hopefully it will be all done by Monday. Wishing you a wonderful day of worship and rest tomorrow!

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You handful of gracious readers that occasionally stop by probably wonder whether I overcame insomnia so well that I, following in the steps of Mr. Van Winkle, am just now waking up from a long hibernation (1 year, 4 months and 1 day to be exact.)

That would make for a thrilling story and wonderful excuse, wouldn’t it? But, alas, no.

I simply fell out of the blogosphere. I’m sorry. I should have left a note. Thanks for not giving up on me entirely.

If not sleeping, what in the world have I been up to? Well, making a baby for one.

Meet Daisy, our little bar baby.

She joined the family in July, just three days before Joshua took the bar exam. Which made for a crazy week. We survived, Josh passed and we’re all so happy to have law school behind us (minus the school loans) and a precious bundle of smiles and coos to fill up the free hours.

And to keep those school loans to a minimum, I’ve worked two part time jobs from home. Which also filled up the spare time. Once Josh finished school and began work, I quit one of the jobs. The other one is temporary and about over, so it seemed like the perfect time to start blogging again.

Much as I was tempted to start afresh with a brand new blog after such a long absence, it didn’t seem right. I started here and should continue here. This time determined to be faithful about blogging. Or to at least let you know if I’m going to take a year long break!

photo by Your Pic Photography

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While beginning the task of packing for the summer, I started to worry about leaving our home for such a long time. What if someone breaks in while we’re gone?

I quickly realized however, that there wouldn’t be much to tempt a burglar. The laptops, my two pieces of expensive jewelry and the scrapbooks are coming with us. (Scrapbooks are on the most stolen list, right?)

We don’t have (or want) a flatscreen tv,  any consoles or video games or an antique collection and we’ve experienced firsthand a burglar’s opinion of our musical tastes.

Until our first Christmas together, we hardly gave burglars a second thought. Then on Christmas Eve when we went to get in the car for a morning service, the passenger door was slightly ajar. Looking inside, the seats were covered in papers from the glove box and a gaping whole replaced the car stereo. Not exactly the best Christmas present–for us at least.

To make it even worse, we noticed that the burglar had rummaged through the cds in the car. But as we put them all back it was clear that not a single one had been stolen. How insulting! What’s wrong with Gilbert & Sullivan, Ray Vaughn William’s orchestral arrangments or operas, pray tell?

After that, we religiously locked our car…until one night two weeks later. We forgot. Once again we had a visit. Apparently, the burglar was looking for the remote. He didn’t find it. Rose had claimed it as her own personal phone and hardly parted from it for months. Nothing seemed to be stolen, but when we got to church and reached for the box of Altoids, we realized we hadn’t escaped unscathed.

He stole our Altoids. Of all the nerve!

Moral of the story: Buy Altoids, but lock your car doors.

Note to would-be burglars: We’re even taking the Altoids with us. Sorry! Interested in Criminal Law? We are leaving a few textbooks behind.

photo by Penny Matthews

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Home again

Be it ever so humble, few things are as comforting as coming home after a long trip away.

The munchkins and I had a wonderful time with family: scrapbooking, playing games, going to a wedding, and, of course, getting sick.

It was a busy couple weeks for Will. Not only did he learn how to crawl, but he tried many new foods.

We were so ready to meet Joshua after almost two weeks apart. Finals are over and he is a officially done with his second year!

We met in Arkansas to run a book booth at a home-school convention for good friends.  It was a busy weekend full of new faces, fun memories… and sore feet.

When we arrived home, I had just time to de-bachelorize the house before Will came down with chicken pox. Poor little guy. Crawling was forgotten. All he wanted was to be held.

Rose managed to avoid it so far but told me, “Next week, Will be better. Then I get sick and you hold me.”

I’m hoping to get back to regular blogging… if Will lets me. Holding him is definitely first priority!

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Feminine Adventures

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Life is an adventure. Creation sings God’s story.

The pages of the story ripple with fear and hope, darkness and joy. Complete with tragedy darker than Hamlet. Comedy more uproarious than The Importance of Being Ernest. It will end in triumphant victory.

In the overarching scheme of that thrilling story, our lives are like extras hidden in a minor subplot, yet each twist in that subplot is carefully crafted. The progress lovingly watched.

A woman. A wife. A mother. My life breathes of toddler kisses and dirty dishes.

My goal is to grasp the adventure lurking in the mundane. To glimpse the grand ageless drama worked through the daily grind.

Thank you for joining me.

Anna

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