We celebrated the wedding of two wonderful friends, Connor and Jessica, this weekend. The morning of the wedding, I went for a walk around the neighborhood with another one of the bridesmaids. It was a crisp, sunny morning, and early enough that the sunshine hadn't warmed the air just yet. Conversation came easily, yet occasional silence felt comfortable too (one of many reasons why I will be a lifelong lover of walks).
As it is with most weddings, preparations for the wedding and marriage were ongoing for the last several months. Lots of thoughtful planning went into making the day beautiful, fun, tear-filled, and Christ-glorifying. Nicholas and I were so glad to be a part of it.
I'm not sure exactly what I'm doing in this photo, but it's candid, and I always love candid photos the most.
These wedding preparations remind me of my own preparations lately, as we get closer to our move. I'm ready and excited to simplify our life. I wouldn't say we have an excess of possessions, but we would both prefer to live even more simply. We're planning a Saturday to pare down the closets' contents, and reassess the what food we have in the pantry. Those tasks are both exhilarating and a bit overwhelming, and closet organizing is just one of many tasks on my radar.
As a born list-maker, rare is the day I don't reference a list of tasks and unchecked boxes. All this list making is mostly a good thing, as it helps me organize my thoughts and remind my forgetful self of things worth remembering. However, I can be much too task-oriented sometimes. I find myself focusing only on all the details and logistics—going through our belongings and sorting piles for donations, etc. My natural reaction when faced with change or transition is to prevent my task-oriented heart from being diverted to other necessary preparations—preparations of the heart. So today, I made my list, and completed some necessary tasks, but I also set aside a large amount of time for getting my heart in order.
Relaxing after a full weekend, and preparing my heart with good Biblical truth. Specifically these two promises:
I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go; I will counsel you with my eye upon you. Psalm 32.8
If God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is alive and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? Matthew 6.30
Oh yes, the Lord is good, and His truths are the best for (heart) refreshment and preparation.
P. S. — That yummy food in the bowl is this Peanut Butter Baked Oatmeal. I make it every week(!) We like it best topped with raspberry or peach jam (me) or plain (Nicholas).
Last week was one for the books, not in a great way. The general recap is this: Cooper had a cold, I had a sore throat/chills/fever/headache//flu-like symptoms, Nicholas was in a car accident that left him unharmed, but totaled one of our cars, and a few other things (jury duty that ended up being cancelled, appointments, etc.)
Life has been a swirl of joyful visitors for us! It's been wonderful, and all our visitors are the best kind—low-key and they make your heart glad. All that said, having people in town does upset our routine a bit (routines can do with a bit of upsetting from time to time, though). Today is for catching-up, tidying, writing this post, reading, and knitting, as a bit of downtime.
Baked PB oatmeal or just "PB oatmeal" as we fondly call it, serves as our breakfast at least 300 mornings of the year. I've mentioned it about one million times on the blog, since I've been making is for us ever since Summer posted the recipe almost exactly five years ago, but I've never actually shared the recipe and how I make it. Over time, I've adjusted a few things and tweaked it to it's current state. I adore recipes like this that I can make again and again. We eat a lot of eggs for any meal of the day, and so it's nice to have an egg-free breakfast option. And I really love the idea of a make-ahead breakfast that will reheat easily and fill us up with both protein and carbs.