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...of forever

It feels like its been that long anyway. I can't even believe that there was a time in my life when I had time to blog almost every day and still felt like there was too much to do. I wish I could meet that past Anaka, that one good napping child, settled in my own house with lots of baby entertaining devices Anaka and give her a firm shoulder shaking when I heard her complain about her busyness. "You! You have no idea! Don't complain! Enjoy!" That's what I would tell her.

But here I am, sleeping in a cozy bed in house #7 of the past 3 months, about ready to move to house #8 in preparation for the final move to house #9 in less than 4 weeks, overwhelmed by busyness with no time to post. And what do I finally have a bit of time to share with you? Not pictures of my adorable and amazingly adaptable children, or the loads of friends and family we have gotten to see even since the last post. Not that.

Celery.

That's right. I had Quinn buy celery today, which we never do (there were very good reasons for the purchase, but I won't worry about justifying my out of the blue celery purchase to you, just trust me). Anyway, because we never buy it, I never cut it up. But today, when I did, I got to see a little glimpse of the intricacies and intrinsic beauty of this world God created.

Somehow, it put a lot of things into perspective for me. If God knew to hide beauty and joy in a bunch of celery, I knew that I could trust that He has put that same thought and planning into my life. All the seemingly independent happenings of my life are all tied together at the core and God will eventually reveal to me (whether in this life or the next) the gorgeous design that he had placed there from the beginning.

Thank you Lord for celery.
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