Tuesday, October 10, 2017
We're seeing trees turning red and orange, yellow and green along the roads now.
A couple of weeks ago I ran away to a local cafe and hung out for the morning to run through edits and make a game plan on the second half of War of Loyalties. This half is much better than the first half, and I was able to get a lot done. A mug holding a delectable concoction called Paris Tea Latte kept me company. I think it's something with Paris tea and raspberry, and it tastes like this song in drink form.
I found Flame-Colored Taffeta by Rosemary Sutcliff at a bookstore today. I love that book, and the copy I have isn't mine, so now I can return it. ;) I also found Tolkien's translation of Sir Gawain and the Green Knight. It was a good book day.
Last week in Bible study I was challenged by a question our leader asked. How often am I inspired by God's Word? I am inspired quite often. But the next question was harder. How often am I transformed? So often I am inspired without being transformed. It's a good wake-up call to ponder.
I missed devotions several times last week. I don't miss devotions. They've been part of my life like clock-work. But last week was a week where life turned upside-down, and I missed more than I gained. Whenever I do, I think of an article I read a while ago on Desiring God that says we do not rely on devotions for God being pleased with us, or for the grace we need. He is still able to dispense it when we fall short. It's not dependant on our actions.
Some seasons of life have felt like famine times, but this season has felt like a feast, and God has been the good Giver of it. I'm so glad.
I've been having good conversations this week. I'm an INFJ, and I love deep conversations, though I tend to have them more on the phone or in person, or via email perhaps than posting on social media. I love iron sharpening iron. My soul is fed, and my heart encouraged. I'm so grateful for the gift of fellow believers.
I'm slowly starting to get a handle with record-keeping and self-employment. It feels good to be a little more organized. Doors I never expected are opening. Tutoring. Extra jobs that pop up now and then. I get to do interesting work that engages my mind and stretches and teaches me, and that's such a blessing. It feels like something I'm training and getting stronger in, and I love it.
Rediscovering the joys of harp songs has been part of my life the last couple of months. Some of you might not know that I played the harp. I have a heather harp (about the size of a lap harp with a beautiful stand that my grandfather made.) I pulled out some songs again recently on it. I love it and enjoyed practicing again so much. I might even pull out some Christmas songs on it again this year. While I don't have correct form, it's still fun, and I'm OK with being half-correct, I suppose. Nat Bowditch was OK with half-knowing French until somebody made him learn it properly, so maybe someone will force me to learn properly too.
A few days ago I got to do some Scottish Ceilidh dancing--the Gay Gordon and a couple of easy waltzes, which are good because I'm not accomplished at dancing. I love being twirled around and asked to dance. Joy is a precious thing.
Last night something exciting happened on the War of Loyalties front--but I can't say what it is yet. ;)
What have you been up to? Thinking about? Reading in the Bible? Pondering? Have a cup of tea, and we'll chat about life together.