Hello Handsome, You Goin My Way?

Thank you my love for slowing your usually break neck speed for me and my pink cruiser.
Thank you my love for taking the paved trails and not the cliffs by the river, for my sake.
Thank you my love for buying me a scone because you could tell my temper was just a hint of the sugar crash about to arrive… I don’t get this much exercise on a regular basis yet.
Thank you my love for riding on my blind side so I would crash into you and not some other poor soul.
Thank you my love for riding near by when it got dark because you have all the night gear and lights and I don’t yet.
Thank you my love for talking to me all the way there and back and making me feel like we where young and in love again:)

I don’t know if we have had a chance, before tonight, to go biking in this lovely city of ours as JUST THE TWO OF US! It was fabulous and will be a regular date night idea from now on. We talked and talked as we pedaled together. It was affordable too, just stopped for a coffee at one point and the scenery was free and priceless! The exercise was great! You don’t really appreciate where you live till you get out like this! The city feels so much smaller when you are flying around on a bike.
(We go on dates so infrequently I made my guy take lotsa pictures of us to prove we DID IT!)

(I love my retro ride! It may be low tech but I usually get way more compliments about my bike then my guy does with his high tech, way to pricey ones… sorry honey but it’s true!)

We went all the way from our place to the river and then all the way down the new developed river side parks, to the canoeing club area then back to Broadway for coffee. Made a quick stop at a grocery store on 8th, a practical parent like stop to get a can opener (I busted the handle off mine) then up to a friends to return their house key and back home.

As we walked in the door after a lovely evening of biking across the city together I made a comment I am sure I have made before…’it is amazing how hard it is for us to make ourselves go on a date and yet when we do it we have such a lovely time we can hardly wait for the next one… unless, of course, we wait too long again…’

(Anyone who knows my man can believe the distance we went is possible for him but just so everyone knows I actually made it, here are these last few pictures as proof. Enjoying a coffee and a scone.)

It is nights like tonight that I remember Garnet is my best friend as well as my husband. We always had so much to talk about and loved doing everything together, back when we could, back before kids… and we need to be reminded, every now and then, that we LIKE being with one another and LIKE one another.

TTFN

Trailer and Texting = Smiles

PLEASE NOTE: I am not condoning texting while biking, I never ever do that… couldn’t if I wanted too…

My pink fat tired, fat seat, fat pedal cruiser was waiting for me! I was waiting for the snow to be gone. The bike and I are united! LET’S RIDE!

I adore my bike trailer; black and yellow with a big flag and blink-y lights on the back. The littlest two and I get so much joy out of being able to just take off on a bike ride! I don’t know how I did without one!

I am a bike rider! I think about it all winter and found it so hard for years not being able to do it very often because of babies. NOW things are so different and we have been going all over town. Sure the trailer is like having a parachute behind me and it gets pretty hard to peddle with a wind but I enjoy the freedom and fresh air in spite of all that. It really is freeing to ride a bike in the city, freeing from all that city traffic and rush… I just feel so good after biking them around town that I can’t wait to get out again.

Ah spring, no bugs yet, no intense summer heat yet, SO GRAND!

Normally I just want to go go go and can’t stand sitting in the park while Baby Boy and Little Woman play. I want to let them have their exercise but now that they both want me to leave them alone I sit there and can’t handle that for long. Solution? Will you hate me if I admit I like texting… I am sorry, it sure helps pass the time and the kids are happier because I will sit at the park longer. There is something so sweet about sending blurbs through time and space to my sisters, in BC or my sisters right here in the city, while I watch my kids throw dirt at one another.

Last year I was such a mess physically and could hardly do anything. This year I am feeling so much stronger; going for long walks and bike rides with Baby Boy and Little Woman, playing basketball and soccer with my Big Boy, skipping rope with my Big Girl. Ah it is easier on the mind to be active.

TTFN

Laughing at Myself and Crying Over Myself

Can you do both at the same time? Yup. Often happens when you take a good look at yourself. Was contemplating the concept ‘working out your salvation with fear and trembling’ and it brought me back, back to the last time I deeply considered that verse and considered the need I had for a good heart spring cleaning.

If there had been room I would have also added to the above title “And A Blast From The Not So Distant Past” because I realised some of the same old stuff was cluttering up my heart.

Wow I was wondering why I had been feeling so dark lately and it hit me that I am still a person who fears change greatly when it relates to relationships. Change in relationships often means FAILURE to me… I greatly fear letting people down and hurting them!

I thank God that he lead me to a post I made during a moment of awakening about this very same fear of mine.

~Esther de Waal in To Pause at the Threshold: Reflections on Living on the Border

“There comes a time when the things that were undoubtedly good and right in the past must be left behind, for there is always the danger that they might hinder us from moving forward and connecting with the one necessary thing, Christ himself.”

I am praying for a soft and loving heart toward what ever Christ has planned this time… praying I will not fight it but will trust my Lord.

P.s. This song has been following me around and I finally found out who it is (kept hearing it on the radio) playing it… if you have the time check out Sanctus Real and their song Whatever You’re Doing, it is amazingly reflective of how I am feeling.

TTFN

Psalm 84:3-4

“Even the sparrow finds a home,
and the swallow a nest for herself,
where she may lay her young,
at your altars O Lord of hosts,
my King and my God.

Happy are those who live in your house,
ever singing your praise.”

TTFN

I DID MY HAIR ALREADY!

(Me and My Guy at a folk concert last month!)

“Honey I am supposed to be there in fifteen minutes and I haven’t gotten myself ready because I have been dressing the kids!” I said, pleading for him to watch the kids long enough for me to get dressed. I was about to add all I had done so far for myself was get my hair done. Still was in my pj’s otherwise.

“Well put a hat on and you will look fine.” he offered.

“Garnet…” a silence followed to aid the effect… I gave a look that said’ look before you talk LOOK at me before you talk!’

“What?” he is starting to smile nervously.

“I did my hair already.” I am trying to look angry but really I find it pretty funny that he got himself into this mess so easily.

“Right… ” he bursts out laughing at this point and I laugh too.

Boy was he lucky I was in a good mood!

I’m in a good mood because he is being such a lovely man this week. He took time off work and out of his holidays to finish the main room in the basement! We should have a tv/play room by the end of the week! My man has been working hard and I find that so romantic!

TTFN

Your Life

“This is your life, Treat yourself right, Treat others right, Do what you know you should.” ~Newsboys

When I first started blogging the only alone time I got was in the van driving my oldest back and forth to school and so I had named the spiritual part of my blog ‘Van Visions’. Of late I find I am not able to find spiritual alone time in my own home. I am not comfortable with seeking my Jesus out there. I don’t know exactly why, I am sure this is just a season, but the point is I am again very thankful for ‘Van Visions’. Jesus knows how to speak to me where I am at and lately that seems to be in the vehicle again.
When in a storm I often feel selfish and then tend to deal with that by self punishment… it doesn’t work. I quickly forget how others see me and assume they see me as my internal dialogue says. It is ironically very very self focused, this kind of depression… Trying to snap myself out of selfishness alone often leads to more selfishness…

It seems totally wrong to have the approach of ‘treat yourself right’ at times like this in my life and yet that is what Christ keeps whispering to me. We are no good to anyone if we are not good to ourselves.

Learning to make alone time, give yourself breaks… Learning to stop obsessing about mistakes and character flaws will allow one to focus on things beyond them self… others beyond them self… Jesus.

I think I could get more time in then just the drives around the city… I think I assume I need to put off alone time and after a while when I have gone without I run from it… But I need to treat myself right and spend time with my Jesus.

LUKE 5:16
So He Himself often withdrew into the wilderness and prayed.

MARK 1:35-37
Now in the morning, having risen a long while before daylight, He went out and departed to a solitary place; and there He prayed.

TTFN

Hope For Me…

Deeply thankful for hearing…
There are some of us who are easily forgotten, easily unseen, invisible…
Gnawing fears come from this state and can eat a person alive.
There are some of us who will be consumed by the fears and will turn into people we where not meant to be… people with out hope for themselves.
There are some of us who will be rescued before it is to late and will be told ‘there is hope for you yet’, whether we deserve it or not…

There are some of us who will continually meet our same old enemy over and over again…
Gnawing fear will lurk and every now and then drag a person down again.
There are some of us who are stormy souls by nature, battling more with themselves then with anything else, easily deceived about who they are, easily blinded about who they can be.
There are some of us who will pull back because of lack of trust and will always risk letting fear get too strong a hold…

Even so…

There is hope for me yet…

Jesus remembers the forgettable, he sees the invisible.

Deterred by a great distances? Not our God.
Overwhelmed by our issues? Not our God.
Disappointed in our personalities? Not our God.

Moved with love for us always? OUR GOD!

“There is hope for me yet
Because God wont forget
all the plans he’s made for me.

I have to wait and see.

He’s not finished with me yet.

STILL WONDERING WHY I’M HERE
STILL WRESTLING WITH MY FEAR
BUT OH HE’S UP TO SOMETHING!
And the farther on I go
I’ve seen enough to know
That I’m, not here for nothing
He’s up to something!”
~Brandon Heath

TTFN

Hope For Me Yet

Brandon Heath

Must give credit to this amazing artist. His songs hit the mark in my life often.

TTFN

Just Putting It Out There

I can’t help but notice the wonderful dresses this blogger makes for her children!

http://pleasantviewschoolhouse.blogspot.com/

Most of you who know me know I adore dresses and specifically retro or old fashioned or era specific ones, well this lady has a real talent! If you are looking for a pretty and fabulous little blog to enjoy going through check hers out!

TTFN

April’s Hymn (Yes I Did Remember)

Although I wouldn’t have recognized her name before today I have, today, realized I am a great fan of Eliza Edmonds Hewitt (click on her name to find a small biographical write up). For a bigger write up about her click HERE. I might have to learn a couple more of her songs before spring is over for she has a passion for comparing the beautiful elements of our faith with the beautiful flowers in nature.

I have chosen her song Lower and lower, dear Lord, at Thy feet, the highlighted letters will take you to an audio version with lyrics.

I must be honest and say I chose this one purely on the melancholy sound of the piano music. I couldn’t find it in my hymnal as of yet but when I saw her name on another song I looked up her works and chose this one for April. Whether I need the soothing melancholy of this song because of weather (we are having a snow storm outside right now) or because of life experiences of present I know not but I teared up as I read her words and it was then an easy choice.

TTFN