with water colors.
and chocolate cake. frosted with cream cheese. chocolate and coffee….
waiting for a summer storm. i hear thunder and smell rain and it is oh. so. lovely.
but i also smell smoke and hear sirens. not so lovely.
the good. the bad. the ugly. the lovely.
all of it willed by the Creator of this universe. not some dis-interested spectator as the unbelieving might think.
HIS WILL. THE WILL.
It is something i have been pondering a lot lately.
i am hoping the answer lies here:
in the prayers of the Little Office of the Blessed Virgin Mary.
7 times a day. that is a lot for a busy mama like myself.
but it is possible.
and it is oh. so. lovely.
and the more i do it. the more i love it.
i haven’t got it all figured out yet.
but i am sure my heavenly mother will help me with the ins and outs.
see, it’s not all fun and chocolate cakes here.
i am seriously trying to navigate my way through some diffucult things. health related and otherwise. having teenagers will do things to your body you never knew were possible. making tough mama decisions is never easy. it wears me down sometimes.
so i have stepped out of the limelight. in real life. to do some really important stuff around here.
mainly getting my prayer life in order. that is at the top of the list.
one last good thing before i go. because life is really about seeing the good things with eyes wide open:
a toast to barb.
a delicious glass of wine. drank on the nite she waited for her thunderstorm.
the one that never came.
it decided to come out west instead.
Oh, that cake! It looks luscious…
I have the Little Office, but couldn’t make heads nor tails of it, and besides, until there are no more babies in the house I wouldn’t be able to do it. One day…one day there will be time for more that drowsy early morning prayers, noisy, distracted rosaries and desperate aspirations.
I’m not sure I’m looking forward to it, but I know it will be a good thing when it comes.
Cheers, darlin’. I’m glad to send you my thunderstorm, even though I love them. I’ll always share. Happy Friday!
(I was awake early this morning worrying about almost-grown teenage children, so I feel your pain.)
Such peace-filled pictures. It’s so nice to look and just relax, if only for a couple seconds. It has been a crazy-jam-packed summer! Our thunderstorms earlier in the week weren’t so wonderful, but I’m thankful they didn’t pack the hail that was predicted. The wind was enough. Prayers for your health & other troubles.
wonderful painting! prayers for your health and other troubles.
Hugs and love aplenty from me to you, darling girl. Could you email me your address? I think I have it right, but if not that would explain why your gift didn’t get to you. Hmmmm. So sad about that. But, maybe it’s blessing someone else?