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Goal for the week: One beautiful thing each day, shared aloud

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I have a goal for the week.  It’s one I think I might actually be able to pull off, even as busy as this week will be.

It’s to point out one beautiful thing to my boys each day.

What kind of beautiful thing?  The sunset.  The light shining through the leaves.  The fog over the hills.  A song on the radio.  Maybe even something like an elderly couple walking along holding hands; I’m open to whatever crosses my path.

I notice these sorts of things often, and sometimes I point them out to my kids.  But I don’t share them often enough, and I have a feeling that I’m missing a pretty great chance to slowly help build a sense of wonder in my kiddos.

So that’s my goal: One beautiful thing each day, shared with my boys.

Want to join me?  You don’t have to be a parent to do this; you could share your beautiful things with a spouse, friend, coworker, neighbor, or random person on the bus… however the Spirit moves you.

Happy noticing — and sharing!

I concur.

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I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.

–  Joyce Kilmer

Tulips = too beautiful

No time to blog at the moment — my next post will explain why — but I wanted to share this gorgeous ode to spring.

Enjoy!

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Pretty picture

Well, it’s finals week, and I’ve still got my heinous cold, and I spent a large part of the evening cleaning poo off of the floor (the horrifying legacy of an ill-fitting Pullup).  I will be suing Huggies for mental trauma.  And I will not be writing a blog post, because what I really need to do is go sit on the couch and stare at the TV for a while.

But I will offer you this picture.  I took it last summer, and I think it’s a beauty, more because of the colors of those flowers than any skill on my part.   It is pretty enough to take some of the edge off of the cold, and the grading, and the biohazard cleanup that occupied too much of my evening.  I hope it brings you a bit of joy, too.

 

 

Soul food

There’s an old Persian proverb that I’ve always loved:  “If you have two loaves of bread, sell one, and buy a hyacinth to feed your soul.”

Two bunches of daffodils work, too.

It’s okay that the weather outside is cold and wet and gray.  On my table, the sun is shining.