Last month I...
Lori and Becca.
Flew from Catalyst in Atlanta straight to Denver, where spoke at the Passion For Orphans conference. I didn't take a single picture on this trip, because it was an extreme whirlwind. But I had a fantastic time. (And I only had to turn around and compose myself during my talk once, and just for like two seconds.) ;)
fighting for girls who have been trafficked. (Want to live out the Gospel in a new way? Support this organization.)
Parent Teacher Conferences! 3 glowing reports.
(And our church serves dinner to the teachers every year, which I think is the best idea ever. Especially since it was tacos this year.)
Helped at the Neighborhood Pumpkin Extravaganza hosted at our church.
(Followed immediately by Family Picture Day.)
(Best kind of weirdos. Best kind!)
It does strange things to me to have them in chess club...good strange things.
Some days I hope they'll teach me to play; other days not so much.
Spinach and chicken quesadillas with sauteed zucchini, ready for the grill. Delish!
We burned up our last warm days at the park. (sniff sniff sob)
He broke two boards put together with his foot...on the first try.
(Speaking of his feet...they are my favorite part of this picture.)
Come be my neighbor. Think of the fun we'd have.
Next stop? The White House!!
We're still collecting and I LOVE getting all of your sweet notes and envelopes of box top love. The school office saves every one for me to see. You guys are the official BEST! This month we used part of our cash to pay for a walking field trip to the pretzel shop for all the 1st Graders. :)
(If you want to send some, mail to Chamberlain Elementary 428 N 5th St, Goshen, IN 46528.)
I've had more trips in the past two months than in the entire year prior. 6 states in 31 days. Some days I feel all hush-hush about it, like there are people who might have "opinions" on this sort of thing. Other days I want to crawl in a hole and hibernate.
Most days, I'm thankful for this season we're in, where for the first time, with the kids in school, we're able to focus a little more on my work. I'm grateful for a husband who shares my philosophy that our partnership is equal. We agree on our schedule, and when I'm not here, he is. He does all of the things, even Ruby's hair.
I like that my kids see that sometimes I'm the Mom and sometimes Dad's the "mom". We all share the load. (Just don't ever ask me to unclog a toilet, or I'll faint dead away. That's full-on Dad territory. Period.)
The deep guts of life is that this week has been hard for me, even though I'm finally back into my normal routine. EVEN THOUGH I SCORED A MUCH-NEEDED PAIR OF JEANS FROM THE CONSIGNMENT STORE IN TOWN. (Jeans in my size? Second hand?? Jesus did rise from the dead. This is proof.)
I spent the end of October at the Storyline conference in Chicago. I soaked it all in, took mental notes and real ones, waded into deep waters with dear friends. I felt God speaking just to me. I felt brave. Gutsy. Loved. Held near.
This week, the enlightenment feels mostly gone. This week, fear creeps in.
But I know it's a lie.
So for now, I might be a bit quieter. I just need to let a few things settle into the cracks.
The Epic October of 2014 has wrapped, but life is still full. It's full of rhythms and seasons and wild, vibrant people. It's full of work and fun and helping and learning.
It's beauty full, so we lean in when it's harried and lean out when we can.
And then we do it all again.