Where art thou oh Sarah?

I've been out all week.
I haven't been home much at all.
I've been having loads of fun of course but I haven't seemed to connect my head with my heart.
I'm not quite sure where I'm at, not that i'm feeling i'm in a bad way.
But i feel a bit absent. Like a person not being home all week, i feel like i've not been home to myself for a few weeks.



So i've decided to connect with thanksgiving first. Basic but true. Kind of all i feel i can connect with today. So here goes. Love the above magazine - 'Dorothy got it right, home is where the heart is'.

Loving this new album, new to me anyway.

Loving thinking about doing this Family Bible reading plan with the girls. There is even a sticker pack to go with it. Anything to excite the young ones. www.e100nz.org.nz is the Bible Society's idea in how to get people back into reading the Bible. Cool idea. needed too.

I love this little area in my room.

I am in love with my bed dressing. The quilt has white stitching, ah bliss.

Solo by Eugene Peterson, is a daily Bible reading tool i use, sometimes not on a daily basis if truth be confessed. It's creative and different every day. It's based on Lecto Devino, an old-time practice of monks. It's another thing i love and am thankful for.

I'm so thankful for these spontaneous love letters.

I adore this wee pile of things. It's a mixture of sweet lovelies.

I am devouring these brazil nuts and almonds.

I'm liking watching these two a lot. They keep me grounded and i am a gratitude junkie when it comes to them.

Some of these things seem trivial. But in realising i need some time at home in my own space and with my own head, I feel comfort from these material things. They remind me about the place i love and how i can slip off my shoes and relax but also how i need, need, need to slip off my shoes, put my ugg boots on, grab a nice drink (and prob some nuts and chocolate) and take time to connect with what's going on. Also it's probably good to be home to vac the place!

Loving the Uggs

Curly choices

It’s been an interesting few weeks, to reflect on.

There’s been wood. Loads of lovely wood. No new fire or heat pump, but big lots of tree landing itself on our front section. Keeping trusting. Thankful for Woodville arriving at our pad.

A beautiful wedding. Delicious catch-ups. Old timers gathering together. So nice.

Learning to ride bikes and Eggs to eat.

Curly hair has been driving me mad even when others would die for it (trust me, that is going a bit far) but has drawn me to some conclusions about my funny self. Amidst the hair fiasco (simply it getting rather long and losing it’s shape most days), I’ve realised how difficult it is at times for me to make decisions. Sometimes simple, sometimes tricky decisions. Confusion hits. This is one area where I’ve felt on my own and have found it stressful. Ahhhh what do i do with my limp and fine, curly matted hair-do? (i'm mostly talking of decisions way bigger than this small issue). It’s always stressful before I regain my position and get myself back on track with these trusted tools:

waiting is OK, not deciding immediately.

Asking someone for wisdom or prayer.

Saying No is a fine answer.

Realising I’m on my own and sometimes it’s gonna be harder.

I did get the head chopped. I'm pleased with the chop, short and new. Still curly but maybe straight some days if time allows?!

I’m loving the crock pot – I tried a piece of beef today with lashings of garlic and rosemary, on low with no water. Perfect yum-yum. Also pork is easy too and so delightfully moist. Low and all day too. Bliss-ness if you’re out all day. These choices are not hard, thankfully.

I’ve loved being with dear friends over the holidays. Thank you for being in my life you crazy-fun-folk.

Eugene Petersons ‘Solo’ devotional has been so good for my daily dose of God medicine. Also sitting in the evenings for a shortish time with some God music, when the girls are tucked up nicely, has been food for my soul and I’m hoping to dose myself more with that. Again this is an easy choice.

It's been ages since i've written. More to write another day. love me.

PS happy 40th Andrew. You rock!