A few weeks ago, our friend, Matt, came to visit us. In our first year of marriage, he was our favorite supper guest. We haven't seen him in person since we moved to Austin, so it was so good to catch up (and eat plenty of suppers together). While he was here, we disc golfed, ate tacos, barbecue, and homemade waffles, watched movies, and we had a game night. All the best things, really.
Coincidently, his visit was on the same weekend as the annual Pflugerville Chili Pfest (our city likes to spell all words that start with "f" with a "pf," i.e. pfamily pfun. I think it's pretty cute). You pay five dollars to get twenty small cups, tickets, and a few spoons. Then, you taste as many versions of chili as you want and vote for your favorite(s) with your tickets. Booths are hosted by churches, the police department, realtors, motorcycle clubs—everyone joins in. My tickets went to the chili with less meat and more veggies, but all three of us had a different favorite. It is small-town-festival-fun at it's best and the perfect event to attend with an out-of-town friend. We're so glad you came to visit us, Matt!
As I wrote this, Nicholas was working from home like he does every Friday. I made aeropress coffee, because we didn't have to rush anywhere in a hurry. We sat on the couch, watching Bob Ross paint landscapes. It was pouring and windy, so gusts of rain hit the windows and we kept the lights on/candles lit to keep it cozy inside with the storm outside. While I made us eggs-in-a-basket with sprouted toast, I paused intermittently to watch as Bob painted another "happy little tree."
I can set the scene for you. The other aspect of setting the scene is to tell you that I struggled with writing this post. I knew I wanted to write about Matt's visit and a few other little things in our life. But I was hesitant, because sometimes I worry that others tire of reading about my "happy little trees" in life. I don't write to flaunt joy. Whenever I write about happy things in our life I want to make it extremely clear that my joy has nothing to do with me and everything to do with Jesus. I read this today, from Thomas Schreiner:
We don’t master life, and we don’t know what the days ahead will bring. But we put our trust in God, and eat and drink every day with joy. We give thanks for our daily bread. We find joy in the ordinary things of life: in taking walks, in exercising, in regularly attending church, and in meeting with friends. If our days are good, if we are spared suffering, that is a gift of God. Ordinary days have their own glory. Every piece of toast with jam on it is a gift of God. Every sweet apple and tasty clementine. When we receive life as God’s gift, we see the glory in the ordinary .
I love that. Ordinary days have their own glory. And I'll stick to my plan to look for glory in the ordinary as I receive God's gift of life. Because what is the alternative? This week, these are my ordinary, weekly joys:
- I finished my briochealicious shawl and I love it. It's lightweight, but cozy. I'll share more pictures soon!
- Cool fall mornings with temps in the low 60's, which is the perfect temperature for morning runs. The other day, I ran four miles (the furthest distance I've run in several months)
- Scouting out fiction books at the community library and texting my library-loving mom for recommendations
- Dreaming about what to knit next—and puttering away on a garter stitch square in the meantime
- Muffin recipe-testing (with Nicholas as my eager taste-tester)
- Looking forward to having the entire weekend off
I encourage you today to take stock of you weekly joys—your "happy little trees," if you will—as you search for glory in the ordinary.
Looking back at my recent posts, I realized it has been a long time since I wrote a little post about "life lately." I've written about things in our life, yes, like Cooper turning four, a visit to our friends in Bloomington, a visit from my family, a trip to the beach and the one year anniversary of my mother-in-law's passing, recent knitting and other creative projects, and some updates about our garden this year. But I haven't written a post with the little mish-mash bits of life since early June. So here I am now, playing a little bit of catch up.
It's been awhile since a "life lately" post where I write about all the little bits and pieces of our life. This spring has been a rather cold one, but just this past weekend, we are seeing much warmer temperatures and the weather seems to be catching up with the date on the calendar. As someone who enjoys the colder months, I will say that spring and summer feel a bit magical with kids, and logistically, lots of things just feel easier as the temperatures are more mild.
Starting sometime in the fall, I made a point to be a bit more creative and find new to us trails to hike on and explore. Since then, we have found several new favorites for when we are in the mood for a hike, regardless of the season.