Imperishable Beauty

I suppose I’m not the only one. I’m human, I’m impatient, and I want to be in control.

Moreso when it comes to things like… pregnancy tests.

A high dollar mattress, with high thread count sheets

Room service, a hot shower, a bowl full of sweets

No yelling, no fighting, no pulling on my shirt

This slice of peace and quiet, sounds like “heaven on earth.”

Friday’s 40-Or-Less Photo Challenge (my first poem was 75!!) is hosted by Robin.

I didn’t tell them I’m allergic to pollen.

Look what I found outside my house today!

I was going to use this terra cotta planter this afternoon until I saw what lay inside. The large “nest-like” thing is actually a man-made thing my mom gave me. But inside of that, this sweet little mommy bird built her own nest, complete with six little brown-speckled eggs.

Do you know how long I had to stand there to get this shot? I believe this is a Bewick’s Wren, but I may be wrong.

I watched her come and go every few minutes with a piece of something special for her nest. Diligently, hard at work to make her home for her soon-to-come babies. I observed as each time she came and went, she did so cautiously, on guard for any danger. As I watched her, I realized that she didn’t stop. Not once did she sit and rest inside with her little eggs. She kept going and going, popping in and out to keep building her nest, which quite frankly, looked just fine to me. And then I thought, this is what it means to be hard at work, building your home.

It all ties together with

I know this may sound a bit odd coming from a girly girl like me… but I actually quite enjoy the Star Wars movies. Especially the newer three. So of course when they came on last weekend, I recorded them on our DVR. And when the next three come on this weeked? I’ll DVR those too.

Now, I know, I know, I KNOW that all analogies break down,… and I’m not really sure how far you can take this one before it falls to pieces… but as Princess and I were watching Revenge of the Sith, I seized the teachable moment to analyze how the dark side is like sin.

I don’t know if it’s intentional (which I doubt), or just really convenient (probably), but think about it.

1. When you give in to the dark side, it will consume you.
2. You are no less angry and sad when you switch to the dark side, now you’re just angry and sad and on the wrong side.
3. Being consumed with personal gain only gets worse when you switch the dark side.
4. Those on the dark side are surrounded by death and evilness.
5. When on the dark side, you don’t have love, not really.

On the other hand:

1. Those in the light put others above themselves.
2. The good side of the force is used to help others.
3. If you’re on the good side of the force and become sad, you will draw strength from the force to still do what is right.
4. On the good side, the Jedi are commanded to have compassion and love others.
5. Those in the light are happy servants of the light.

Just a few verses:

• Psalm 69:1-3
• Proverbs 21:4
• Matthew 6:18-24
• John 3:18-20
• John 8:12
• 1 John 1:5-6
• 1 John 2:8-10

So I guess you really can make a teachable moment out of just about anything.

The Story of Me is the first book in a series by Stan and Brenna Jones called God’s Design for Sex. This book for ages 3 to 5, with lovingly written dialogue and soft, appealing illustrations, explains how life is created and how babies are born as a young boy asks his parents to tell him the story about when he was born.

Before Spring Break we had a scare here at our house. A scare that taught me a valuable lesson, and reminded me of some infallible truths.

We live in the country, and while I was making lunch my three children were playing outside together. I keep the doors and one eye open while they do, but in one brief moment Little Prince had followed a big sister who went too far and then wandered down the long driveway and into the county road.

In a terrifying moment I heard Princess screaming for me at the end of the driveway and hollering for Little Prince to come back because a car was coming. As I flew out the door towards my baby, I couldn’t see him through the trees that line the road on either side of the driveway, I couldn’t see the car, I knew nothing.. except that my baby was in danger.