{Quiet Afternoon}

This is a quiet Saturday afternoon as I putter around the house, washing laundry, putting things away, thinking about cleaning the bathroom. Cleaning the bathroom is clearly my least favorite chore. It is shameful how long I will procrastinate before doing it.

I am enjoying the company of my little man. He is sleeping sweetly right now, and just seeing him curled up near me melts my heart.

~I took this one a few days ago~




We are waiting expectantly to hear Oliver's daddy on the radio in a few minutes, at the Vandal's halftime. I have officially become a college football fan, apparently. Who would have thought I'd spend a Saturday afternoon alone, listening to football on the radio, or reading the sports page in the newspaper, or making sure our son is wearing football wear on game day? I surprise myself, but I'm okay with it!



I am so overwhelmed by the blessings each day brings as I settle into the fulfillment and dream-come-true of being a mother. Although it is hard, I don't mind getting up for feedings in the middle of the night, or having a messy house, feeling hungry and letting Oliver eat first, or going to the grocery store without my make-up on, because he is so much more important than all of that. I get a little lump in my throat when I reflect on this blessing. It's still a little hard to believe he is here and healthy and growing, a precious responsibility from heaven.

There are so many seasons of life going on around me, just as we are experiencing the change from fall into winter. This is a sweet and precious season for us, and everything is going well right now. God has been lavishing us with blessings.

During our devotions in the morning, Tim has been reading through Job. He is reading through the Bible and was just starting Job when Oliver was born. It has been a very rich and convicting reading. Here was a man with "everything" who was chosen by God to suffer great loss and tragedy following his season of richness. We have been praying that we will react appropriately when our time of challenge comes. We know this present season can't last forever. Life isn't like that. If only we react as Job did, not questioning God's wisdom!

We have also been praying that we respond with wisdom to the seasons in the lives of those near and dear to us. It is easy to rejoice with a dear friend in new-found love. It is much more difficult to walk alongside our other precious friends as they battle cancer with their little son and watch as clouds gather and their skies turn dark. How difficult a season, and yet God is as much of a presence in both. One is just easier to understand.

My little Oliver is stirring and I still need to clean the bathroom! I hope to see my blog less neglected in future, but I won't make any promises!