It was supposed to be a dollar
and then
by the time it left my hand
it was a ten
the cigarette halo
the filth stained hands
saved me from a day
full of impotent plans
on my list: to say thanks
on my heart : not to mean it
on my mind: a Heavenly Father who'd seen it.
Thank you Lord for reminding me that what I have is always enough when I have you.
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
9
"A careful reading of Plato makes it clear that love ... always has an object. Although we may love a person, according to Plato, it is the essence of beauty that draws us to the person." (Psychology of Love, Bernard Murstein)
Murstein goes on to say that while physical beauty may draw us to a person, we continue to love and grow in our love as we learn to appriciate their moral and intelectual beauty.
I've also heard that our love of a person enhances their beauty in our eyes, both physically and otherwise. That, at least to us the object of our love is more beautiful, more wonderful, more amazing than any other.
Does love leave us blind and deluded? I don't think so. Everybody knows that their beloved has faults. We may even choose to overlook them completely or pretend they don't exist, but deep down - we know, ... we know.
While this is turning into a less than flattering anniversary post I've been thinking a lot about the last 9 years of my life and man, we've been through some tough times but Phillip, despite your infinite idiosyncracies and shortcomings - you are more beautiful, more wonderful, more amazing to me now than ever before and I love you. Happy Anniversary!
Murstein goes on to say that while physical beauty may draw us to a person, we continue to love and grow in our love as we learn to appriciate their moral and intelectual beauty.
I've also heard that our love of a person enhances their beauty in our eyes, both physically and otherwise. That, at least to us the object of our love is more beautiful, more wonderful, more amazing than any other.
Does love leave us blind and deluded? I don't think so. Everybody knows that their beloved has faults. We may even choose to overlook them completely or pretend they don't exist, but deep down - we know, ... we know.
While this is turning into a less than flattering anniversary post I've been thinking a lot about the last 9 years of my life and man, we've been through some tough times but Phillip, despite your infinite idiosyncracies and shortcomings - you are more beautiful, more wonderful, more amazing to me now than ever before and I love you. Happy Anniversary!
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Happy tears
My two sweet boys have been talking about it for weeks. Eliot has mentioned a certain pocket knife several times. There has been talk of rock monsters and transformers. You guessed it. Tonight was the Awana Store.
After Sparks got out tonight Zak just couldn't hide his disapointment.
"Mom, everything cost $100 dollars and there were no sales or discounts or anything!"
I felt terrible for him and then he handed me this.
I think it is beautiful.
After Sparks got out tonight Zak just couldn't hide his disapointment.
"Mom, everything cost $100 dollars and there were no sales or discounts or anything!"
I felt terrible for him and then he handed me this.
I think it is beautiful.
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