The weather has been sunshiny and upper 70s, low 80s. We haven't shut the doors since we arrived.
I love my life.
I love little girls.
I love my little girls.
This week I have found slowness and sweetness at the beach. We have ALL found it. These moments are really sweet. The girls are 1, 3, 5 and 7 years-old right now. And never will they be 1, 3, 5 and 7 again.
One of my favorite things is slowing down and the moments we breathe deep....as a family.
I've watched little girls who 'want to learn to surf'....learn to surf. They totally achieved it.
I asked Carlisle what has been her favorite thing so far this week, she said, 'ummm, probably the first time I stood up on my board.'
I've watched a little three year-old who is as tough as tissue paper, afraid of everything, become unafraid and frolic in the surf.
I so appreciate the laziness of the beach.
Reading my bible to the sound of waves crashing.
Hearing their giggles.
I love all of their hearts, their faces, hearing their dreams...they have lots of dreams.
This week, I've heard lots about their dreams.
I remember...They remind me of me. I had lots of of little girl dreams too.
I wanted to be a dentist. Interestingly enough. I can handle any amount of blood, guts and puking. But wiggle a loose tooth in front of me, and I am ready to pass out.
Know before you lay your head down to go to sleep today. And if you are a believer and not bearing fruit. Ask and examine yourself against the Word. Am I watering the soil, speeding time in word and prayer?
What a cutie.
What a view behind the cutie. :)
'Taste and see that the Lord is GOOD! Blessed is the man that trusts in HIM!' Psalm 34:8
(It's hard to separate these two. Even during beach naptime.)
No job, no meetings, no responsibilities except each other and these four little ones.
I asked Brian, as we sat on the back porch looking out on the sand and waves 'whatcha think about leaving it all and moving here forever'...and he said, 'I'd never go to work.' And the girls said, 'THAT'S OK DADDY! We could surf all day everyday!'
We laugh and look in their bright, sweet faces and feel the breeze and dream about it a little. And then snap back to reality.
It's fun, its wild. Don't hear me say its perfect. Its not.
And it is NOT easy. People ask me how I 'do it'. Many days, it's one foot in front of the other. And I don't get a whole lot of sleep. Which is why I can be a little spacey when you talk to me. And depending on the day a little...or a lot spacey. :)
I am desperately grateful to the LORD for my family.
'always giving thanks to God the Father for everything, in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ.' Ephesians 5:20
I am compelled to write about it because I feel so humbled with gratitude.
THIS just happened this morning. A text from Carlisle to her girlfriend.
'Hi! This is Carlisle. I just
made my dream happen.
I'm a surfer.'