Hey, all! This week has been bananas and very paint-speckled.
I’m NOT a BABY! I’m MAD!~Miss Lilly Mae
Holy Envy by Barbara Brown Taylor. I want to use all the disclaimers here, because I have All The Thoughts about this book, and I don’t want you to read it unfiltered. But instead, I’ll just tell you… I so love all her questions, even if I disagree with a great many of her answers.
…when my religion tries to come between me and my neighbor, I will choose my neighbor. That self-canceling feature of my religion is one of the things I like best about it. Jesus never commanded me to love my religion.Barbara Brown Taylor, Holy Envy p. 208
I recommend you don’t start a big kitchen renovation with zero forethought and no concern for the calendar. Otherwise you might end up hosting several nights during a week your kitchen is all torn to pieces.
moment of happiness:
Yesterday was Brian’s birthday. It was a day full of mostly paint and primer and Katherine keeping tabs on the little two so I could handle the kitchen. For the birthday boy, this meant a day of being bossed around by his big sister. Complaints? Zero. I mean, all the regular whining, but there was no “but it’s my birthday!!!” At the end of the day (at about 10pm, we got home from Community Group and as everyone was running around getting ready for bed, I gave him the present I’d meant to give him this morning and then this evening before we left. It was still in the Amazon box: a 24-inch stuffed Toothless from How to Train your Dragon. He has one friend and one cousin with similar buddies and he adores them. As he pulled it out of the box, his eyes got wide and his voice got squeaky. He was talking to it and hugging and kissing it and thanking me and SO HAPPY. Was this an ideal way to do the only birthday gift he got on his actual day? Not really. I considered grabbing donuts the day before and letting him have a candled donut for breakfast and giving him the (wrapped) gift then, but… I forgot. Oh well. It didn’t seem to diminish his joy one iota.