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A house full of food with no real meal plan.

A one year old who’s starting to get upset when she doesn’t get her way.

A three and a half year old who is experiencing God working in her heart and making her more kind and generous.

A medical student husband who is plowing full-steam ahead toward his final exams.

A heart full of God’s goodness and mercy that wants to spill over and hold it all in at the same time.

A dining room floor that cannot seem to stay clean no matter how hard I try.

A cheerio addiction that I keep feeding despite the way it adds to my floor problem.

A dollhouse well worn but loved more than I could have ever anticipated.

A broken night’s sleep, interrupted by pleading cries of a sweet baby girl.

A string of profanities racing through my mind as I stumbled, bleary-eyed out of bed to attend to the babe.

A tall mug of perfectly creamed coffee when I finally surrendered to the idea that I have to be awake.

A magazine full of rich foods and wines…countries and towns I’ll likely never see…a feast for my mind.

A list of people I want to see and spend time with but feel overwhelmed at the idea of.

A to-do list that sits unfinished in my red spiral notebook.

A three year old sitting at the piano in a princess nightgown, pencil to scrap paper, scribbling out imaginary notes.

A one year old napping quietly after a restless night.

A text message from the man I love, telling me how God is relentlessly pursuing him and how beautiful that is.

A loud truck outside the window.

A dusting of snow, dampening the hope that spring is near.

A clock ticking on the shelf.

A congested nose whistling rhythmically while the three year old intensely works her pencil on the paper.

A chattering keyboard sounding out each syllable of this post.

A sense that it’s ok to rest quietly today.

A competing idea that there are things.to.do.

A fleece blanket stretched over my legs and feet.

A writing book tented on the pillow beside me.

A crumpled tissue next to that.

A slim black bible that I actually wanted to read this morning.

A series of old testament passages that encouraged my heart.

A God who loves me more than I’ll ever know.

A feeling that I should close the computer and lay quietly listening to his voice.