Fabulous K: Small Words Giveaway



Maybe??? Fingers crossed????!!!!

Oops.
Another weekend where I didn't pull out my camera.

DratRats, because so many fun things happened! That means is the perfect time for a... WORD PICTURE :-) :-)

WOOOOO!

Friday was glorious. I left work at exactly 5 p.m. Yessss. The sun was shining, the sky blue, the traffic nonexistent. Took a jaunt over to Kate's to meet her pa and not be any help in her packing endeavor. :-)

When we arrived 'round 6, her house was near disassembly. Her bookshelf: empty. Her kitchen: near that. That's a mere three days after signing her new lease. From nothing to everything. Amazing. Her uhaul looked like a cramped version of her house with lamps and couches and the coffee table seated so nice like a sitting room :-)

She's a haus, though she tried to pawn off her packing prowess on her father. Accepted: Whitneys are hauses.

We left pretty fast because Anne and Todd were waiting for us over at the McAlister's! YumYum. We had a lovely roommate/beau dinner. The music in there is intoxicating. It's hard to have a conversation because the urge to sing along and dance is declared winner by the be-be-be-be-beat.

Alicia and I tried to watch the Notebook, but quickly figured we were just too tired. To bed, we rested our heads.

Saturday!-- Chris pulled up to the curb around 8 a.m. We had breakfast (new recipe alert! Coconut French Toast-- yum) and we were lazy all day. We attempted to get a paint-by-number kit over at Walmart... but I guess paint-by-numbers are out o' date. These days, all the toys talk or sing or move. They're quite entertaining. We pushed all the buttons :-)

We had lunch, but then he left at around 5, because... Kassi, Janine and I had a reunion planned in Roundtop! Oh, the Shakespeare in Winedale was just outstanding. The actors did an absolutely wonderful job. We laughed and ate pie and laughed and ate pie and laughed... and ate pie :-)

Janine and I played the best car games on the way to Austin. It was probably dangerous for me to be driving with how much I was laughing.

It was a wonderful Saturday.

The next morning, we three went to church and then to Austin Java's for lunch. YumYumYum. Then to Anthropologie and a very neat resale shop.

Back to CS for youth. It was a wonderfulwonderfulwonderful weekend.

Later.
Rinse.
Repeat.

Let's do it again.

Today is Thursday.

I'm looking forward to:
book club and spaghetti tonight
Kate coming over early to make sauce
achieving my self-goal of a finished story by 5
free lunch on work's dime
starting a new book

I'm looking forward to Thursday becoming Friday... Friday becoming Saturday and time with Chris, a girls reunion trip to Round Top for Shakespeare at Winedale and lounging by the pool with Kassi and Janine. :-)

I’ve had a song in my head since Sunday. I catch myself humming it at work. It keeps my pace at the gym. And when all is quiet, and a lamp is the only light on in the house, the cocklebur song sings ever so softly…

“O Lord my God, When I in awesome wonder,
Consider all the worlds Thy Hands have made;
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy power throughout the universe displayed.

Then sings my soul, My Savior God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Savior God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

When through the woods, and forest glades I wander,
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees.
When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur
And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze.

Then sings my soul, My Savior God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Savior God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

And when I think, that God, His Son not sparing;
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in;
That on the Cross, my burden gladly bearing,
He bled and died to take away my sin.

Then sings my soul, My Savior God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Savior God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation,
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart.
Then I shall bow, in humble adoration,
And then proclaim: 'My God, how great Thou art!'"

I went home over the weekend and went to church with my family. We sang this song during Lord’s supper. I like it so.

If the song remains stuck in my head forever, I won’t mind a bit.

Before I left for Peru, I tried to memorize Psalm 19. My memory failed. So in addition to the broken bits of Psalms my brain produced, it was this song I found myself referencing in the whoa-baby beauty of it all.

When you think about something for an extended period of time, you get curious. Check out this link for the history of the lyrics. Neat: http://christianmusic.suite101.com/article.cfm/stuart_hine_how_great_thou_art

We went to the lake a few weekends ago.
Ohhhhhh... how I lovelovelove the lake.

We had a full boat...

And such fun!


Sking, kneeboarding, tubing, wakeboarding, swimming...


Two coolers of yummy drinks, sandwich fixin's, nutterbutters and chocolate chip cookies...

It can sure wear a person out :-)




It's the best place in the world.

I like:
Big blue water bottles
Cups of red coffee stirrers
Movie nights
Baby shower gifts
Embroidery
Quarters of lime
Cheap airfare
Online payment options
Seeing bunny rabbits and blue jays on a run
Gummy bears
Hummus
Surprise Wednesday lunches
… and yellow flowers



And I got them all yesterday. I’m a lucky duck.

Before

During




After!!!




Sigh. Isn't it dreamy?

Number 20 on my list?
We're half done, baby.

Yesterday, all I did was write and eat watermelon. Well, that's all I did other than church and a quick stop at Home Depot (needed to grab paint before the sale went off) and Target (I was out of mascara, but ended up getting way more than I needed... shame, shame on me).

And I did something I haven't done in a very long time. Last night, I went back to work to write. It helps me focus.

One thing I don't like about working after hours... is it's dark.

Dark hallways.
Eep.

You know I've freaked myself out when, just as the elevator doors are opening, I think "if only I had my concealed licence."

That's serious.

In Exodus, the Lord tells Moses to stretch out his hand "toward the sky so that darkness will spread over Egypt--darkness that can be felt." (Ex. 10:21)

I could feel the darkness in the hallway, not in a sense of evil, or anything... just I could feel the dark. Funny how the absence of light can be something felt.

There are more verses like this, but... there's also this one...

"Psalm 18:11 He made darkness his covering, his canopy around him--the dark
rain clouds of the sky."

David sang this when the Lord delivered him from his enemies and from Saul. He talks about the Lord being his strength, his rock, fortress, deliverer. David takes refuge in God, he says. He's shielded by God. God is his salvation, his stronghold.

He writes about calling out to the Lord, and being heard.

Then... "the earth trembled and quaked, and the foundations of the mountains shook; they trembled because he was angry. Smoke rose from his nostrils; consuming fire came from his mouth, burning coals blazed out of it. He parted the heavens and came down; dark clouds were under his feet. He mounted the cherubim and flew; he soared on the wings of the wind. He made darkness his covering, his canopy around him-- the dark rain clouds of the sky." Psalms 18:7-11


He kept going: the Lord thundered from heaven, He shot his arrows and scattered (the enemies), great bolts of lightning and routed them.

The Lord took hold of him, David wrote, and drew him out of the deep waters, from those that were stronger than he. "He brought me into a spacious place; he rescued me because he delighted in me."

He continues saying that the Lord dealt with him according to his righteousness, according to the "cleanness of my hands he has rewarded me."

David says that he had never turned away from the Lord's decrees.

Oh, I have.

David said that he had been blameless before Him and had kept himself from sin... he keeps going

David had the law.

I am so glad. So very glad that I have Jesus and that he has cleaned me of my dirty hands so that He can bring me into a spacious place. He rescued me because he delights in me, the girl who dirties up everything.

Well, I wrote for a couple hours, did jumping jacks to get my brain jolted back on track... and when I absolutely had to move, I practiced clicking my heels together midair in the reflection of my wall of windows.

I'm pretty good ;-) Just like Singing in the Rain :-)

And I'm totally pumped to turn in stories.