Tozer’s 7 rules for Self-Discovery (who we are is made evident by) -
1. What we want most
2. What we think about most
3. How we use our money
4. What we do with our spare time
5. The company we enjoy
6. Who and what we admire
7. What we laugh at
Thankful for a God who is patient with me. Because who I want to be and who I am now seem to be so distant. Thankful for tomorrow.
Our kids do dot books. They rip out the pages and sit across from each other on the yellow table in the kitchen. Dot books connect from dot A to dot B to C until you make a picture or finish a maze. You’ve seen them-right? Often I’ll hear Jameson reciting the alphabet out loud as he goes. Or I’ll find a finished picture and see how someone started down one path before realizing what letters they skipped!
I’d say this is where I’m at with the fast of 7. I haven’t figured out what this picture is suppose to be (by any means), but the fast of 7 is connecting things .. thoughts I’ve been having for awhile. Its also highlighted the skips I’ve chosen to ignore.
If you haven’t followed what 7 means, Ryan and I have been walking through a seven month fast based on the book Seven. This marks our fifth month- the fast of media.
I was recently reading in Real Simple magazine an article called “Finding Balance in a Wired World” where 3,500 women were surveyed about their smartphones. Here are a couple of the stats I found alarming: 76% of respondents say they check their smartphones at least once an hour, 48% of respondents say they would rather go without sex for a month than without their smartphones, 39% take their smartphones to the bathroom. Seriously?
While I’d love to say this is ridiculous.. seriously insane, ladies - I’ve got a problem. Only when media is removed from my life can I recognize the hold it has on ME. I’d only check yes to one of the three statistics – but I’m wired. Too wired. I’m wasting countless hours per week. Doing what?
So.. I’m fasting media and feeling very old fashioned and free to spend my time doing different things. Good things. Now that we’re farther along in this seven month fast, I’ve had a number of friends ask me if I’ll live life differently afterwards. If the things I’ve fasted have actually changed me.
I don’t have a clear picture – but things are connecting. The point I keep coming back to- ” If I could do less- I could do so much more.” And so I’m hopeful. Hopeful that changes will be made and the best things are yet to come through looking at life a bit differently.
it’s our job to let them grow up, to let them become big and smart, but it’s so tempting to keep them little forever, or at least to try.
You are five. A very big five. At your Doctor’s visit last week your height was off the charts. Dr. Winsett said: “ Jameson, you’ll be bigger than your mama before we know it”. A great proud smile crept on your face as you looked up at me. My eyes widened. I want to keep this moment a little longer.. you sitting on my lap with that great proud smile.
This year we’re doing kindergarten at home. We decided we weren’t ready to send you to school this year. Not because you weren’t ready, but because we weren’t ready to send you. We’ve been working on math, art, and reading at home. At five you are reading so well. I guess it makes sense (as you’ve loved books since you were a baby), but I’m shocked how well you read. Tonight you were reading The Magic Tree House Books aloud by yourself. It is often we find you up late reading.
You’re a boy with a plan. You like things the way you like them.. and I’ve learned that structure keeps you happier. You want to know what we’re doing next. Everyday. You also have a contagious belly laugh and love to joke. You’re affectionate and sensitive. You want us to cuddle. You’ll often stroke my hair or hand while I’m reading to you which melts me in a second. When I think of your ever growing personality.. I think you’re a pretty splendid blend of your dad and I.
I’m so thankful for the time when I had just you. It was sweet and new. On the days when our time is interrupted I could feel guilty that I can’t give you my undivided attention.. but then I see you helping Colette or reading to Lucia and am thankful. I always wanted you (my boy) first because I think every girl should get a big brother!
You are big and strong and growing. When we were pregnant with you I was so miserably sick those first months. I fought to keep hydrated. I lost weight until my PJ’s were hanging off me and I worried that this baby inside me wouldn’t get enough. That it wouldn’t thrive. I remember praying over and over: “please grow this baby. grow this baby healthy and strong”.
My- have you grown. If only now I could keep you small a bit longer..
*photo by Kiley Marissa Photography*
One year ago we moved into this house as renters. We put up some chalk paint and then I often walked past this huge corner of our kitchen and pictured a little eating area for the kids. It was that extra non-functional square footage that needed something.
I love our house. I love how it fit us as a family from the start.. and I love making it fit us even better. I’m a home person.
I was out with my Nanny last month strolling around Saver’s. There is a lot of junk at Saver’s. But once in awhile I walk past something that makes walking around the junk 100% worth it. Like this retro yellow table for $6.99 that makes a completely happy/functional space for Jameson and Lucia to eat and draw. (The chairs were a bonus find from Overstock).
I started working on our kitchen right after Thanksgiving. I’ve been sanding, priming, and painting our solid wood cabinets. What a job!! I picture the end result looking something like this. Till then I’ll be using my little foam roller on cabinet doors spread out on our living room floor. Seriously. Can you tell I’m excited to work on the bottom half of the cabinets?
Life is busy. I find I’m leaning towards simplicity more than ever. In the way I decorate, in the way I live. Lets keep it simple but significant.
Happy Friday- friends!