a day in the life
the rain is coming down today. it rained on thursday and friday and saturday. then the Lord rested from His rain yesterday. but now again water and life is falling from the sky. the Lord of heaven and earth loves his creation.
joe is reading a commentary on jonah, head on the red couch pillows and socked feet. his toes are keeping time with bach's piano partita #2. i'm here, momentarily, only waiting for the laundry calling - then i jot up the hill through the rain to start load number five. then i will dash back down the hill with dry load number three, hoping to keep it that way despite the rain.
now joe's eyes are closed. his reading is never also without a "resting of the eyes." he's completely at relaxed. his phone hasn't rung since noon.
my phone rings. i have a thirty-second chat with the person on the other line.
joe wakes. his slumber has evidently hungered him, and he's now up and getting at the ginger snaps.
there's the timer. it's time to jot.
i'm back. my coat is wet. load numer five was practically washed by the time i reached the top of the hill. i am catching God's humor today.
joe is reading again, this time upright, and this time it's jonathon edwards, volume 1.
now i contemplate what form the evening should take. the laundry will be done, and then what? this kind of day invites all kinds of coziness, and there are so many cozy things to do. should i read too, and finish james herriot? should i knit a pair of fingerless gloves? should we finish watching john adams? should i work on Christmas cards? should we watch some other movie with rain in it? should dinner be of the soup variety? life's quandaries are many.
i wake from contemplation, and joe is now on edwards, volume 2. speedy reader. my guesses are he will dive into a bit of treasure island, primer on worship, and kingdom, grace, judgment before the night is through. and i will have dabbled too, not only literarily, but also culinarily, musically, and knittingly.
it is such a beautiful monday. we rejoice in you, our God and King. your kindness is beyond our reckoning. and your playfulness keeps our souls laughing.
joe is reading a commentary on jonah, head on the red couch pillows and socked feet. his toes are keeping time with bach's piano partita #2. i'm here, momentarily, only waiting for the laundry calling - then i jot up the hill through the rain to start load number five. then i will dash back down the hill with dry load number three, hoping to keep it that way despite the rain.
now joe's eyes are closed. his reading is never also without a "resting of the eyes." he's completely at relaxed. his phone hasn't rung since noon.
my phone rings. i have a thirty-second chat with the person on the other line.
joe wakes. his slumber has evidently hungered him, and he's now up and getting at the ginger snaps.
there's the timer. it's time to jot.
i'm back. my coat is wet. load numer five was practically washed by the time i reached the top of the hill. i am catching God's humor today.
joe is reading again, this time upright, and this time it's jonathon edwards, volume 1.
now i contemplate what form the evening should take. the laundry will be done, and then what? this kind of day invites all kinds of coziness, and there are so many cozy things to do. should i read too, and finish james herriot? should i knit a pair of fingerless gloves? should we finish watching john adams? should i work on Christmas cards? should we watch some other movie with rain in it? should dinner be of the soup variety? life's quandaries are many.
i wake from contemplation, and joe is now on edwards, volume 2. speedy reader. my guesses are he will dive into a bit of treasure island, primer on worship, and kingdom, grace, judgment before the night is through. and i will have dabbled too, not only literarily, but also culinarily, musically, and knittingly.
it is such a beautiful monday. we rejoice in you, our God and King. your kindness is beyond our reckoning. and your playfulness keeps our souls laughing.
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