A Mustard Seed

I went to a Farmer’s Market Friday.

There was a lady there selling handmade necklaces and mosaic dinnerware. Out of all the necklaces on display, this one spoke to me.

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It’s a mustard seed.

I smiled, paid the lady and brought it home. I haven’t worn it yet, but surely will.

What’s funny is I have it laying on my bedside table and just seeing it reminds me of faith.

It’s easy to lose our faith, or maybe it shrinks to the size of this seed. Even if our faith is that small, we can still move mountains. (Matt 17:20)

Faith is trusting God without knowing why.

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Even if it’s the size of a mustard seed.

A Better Choice

I enjoy writing about choices.

This weekend, I chose to stay home. Normally, I’ll run some errands or visit local shops and markets, but not this weekend. It was nice to stay home and do whatever I chose to do. My truck got washed. 🙂

Some decisions don’t come to an end on our timeline. I made a choice when Big Red arrived that could have very easily turned into tragedy.

In Meet Big Red, you see him resting in the dining room, but I had to make room for him beforehand.

There was a large plastic container sitting in the dining room ready for storage. Yes lovely….It contained our Christmas ornaments! When the paddleboard arrived, I sat the container on the back porch.

At least it was closer to storage.

A few nights ago, we had a huge wind and rain storm. I wasn’t concerned about the rain hitting the container because it was plastic and shut tight.

What I didn’t consider was the wind.

The wind blew the rain up under the lid into the container. The next morning I looked outside to see if any damage was done from the storm and saw the plastic container sitting there half full of water.

Of course, I laid the ornaments out to dry and there was no permanent damage done. The one thing I was worried about were the paper stars I made for my daughter during Breast Cancer.

They were in a cardboard box within the plastic container. The cardboard box was soggy and so were the stars but they held up rather well.

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They are not quite the same as before the storm, but nothing ever is. I was just happy to see they needed help so soon after the storm.

Now I know to place the stars in plastic container instead of a cardboard box before storage.

As I was drinking my coffee this morning and the sky became dark. It rains without warning, so I ran outside to gather up the ornaments that were now dry. I brought the container into the house because the stars are not quite ready to be repacked.

I made a mistake leaving them once.

The second time I made a better choice.

 

 

A Marvelous Option

My daughter came home Monday to our front porch sprinkled with glitter. She’s concerned about leaving me alone on the weekends now. 🙂

I explained how it all started with her.

She was walking to her car and almost slipped off the front porch. It’s in the shade and becomes slippery after a rain. I made a note to fix it.

After she left, I noticed it was time to refill the hummingbird feeder. It had a little liquid inside, so I dumped it out. The sugar water splattered onto the porch, but once it dried it looked like glitter.

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I went to a craft store and bought a can of clear spray glitter. That didn’t work out. Maybe it was a dud can, but the spray was clear with no glitter.

I went back to the store and bought glitter.

Just a container of it. Never knew there were so many options! Before my daughter arrived, I sprinkled it on the porch. Yes lovely, it’s magical!

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I’m pondering painting the steps with a clear-coat of glitter. It comes in a can to be brushed on like paint.

That, my darlings, is a marvelous option.

 

It’s About Them

One of my all time favorite books is, ‘The Purpose Driven Life’, by Rick Warren. The first time I read the book, the first sentence smacked me in the face. Do you know what it says?

“It’s not about you.”

What a painful revelation. 🙂

I’m seeing more Bloggers deleting their Facebook accounts. I canceled mine last year, but re-opened it this year to be a part of SC Lourie’s Soul Reset. I posted a few things in the group, but the main reason I did it was for Lourie. To show my support.

When I reopened FB, my Letitgocoach page was still there, so I began posting a couple of times a week. The page has grown this year with very little effort. This confirms, it’s not about me…..it’s about them.

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It was easier to delete it and walk away.

It has given me discipline having the page again. I don’t spend a lot of time there and I don’t have the FB app or messenger downloaded to my phone.

There’s an app I use for the Letitgocoach page. It’s called Page Manager and that’s what it does.

It allows me to manage the page.

Facebook doesn’t manage me.

Facebook is not dramatic, but the people can be.

If dramatic people find you on FB they are most likely finding you in real life. I’m careful who I let in the door. If someone leaves a dramatic comment which is rare, I don’t respond, or I delete the comment if it’s offensive and block the user.

That tool would be awesome in real life.

This world needs inspiring souls.

The good guys are walking away.

It’s not about me. It’s about them.

And it’s Beautiful

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The Rainbow Kitchen

My daughter and I cook and eat together.

Sometimes it’s one of us or the other depending on our week, but we enjoy doing both.

I bought this prism and hung it in one of the kitchen windows. The sun hits it just right around the time we cook dinner. Now we know when it’s time to meet in the kitchen. When it’s full of rainbows.

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When she’s not here I cook for myself.

I’m really into ‘bowls’ right now, so here are two recipes that are simply delicious.

Roasted Sweet Potato Black Bean Salad.

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Photo cred: Jar of Lemons.

I cut every ingredient in half to make it for just me. If you don’t have any black beans, no worries. You won’t miss them, or substitute another bean.

If you want something a little more labor intense, but well worth the effort, try The Budda Bowl.

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Photo cred: Modern Honey

Everything cuts in half nicely for one. The Pistachio Pesto in this recipe is my most recent fave.

My daughter has tagged our kitchen, ‘The Rainbow Kitchen.’ Patiently waiting for the Unicorn. 🙂

Meet Big Red

I enjoy living in this peaceful little lake town, but I’ve not taken advantage of the lake part. Lake Travis is less than a mile away from my home so…

I bought a paddle board. Meet Big Red.

He sat in my dining room until I took him out for the first time this week. It was love at first flight.

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The lake is full of people and activity on the weekends, so I take him out during the week.

Big Red and I have big plans, but the first time was just to get over that little bit of fear I had to just do it. You know the scenarios that run through your mind before attempting anything new. It sounded more difficult in my mind than it actually was.

The hardest part was getting him in and out of my truck bed gracefully. He’s ten feet long and weighs 40 lbs. Accomplishing that alone was a workout.

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It’s work, but there’s an immediate reward.

As soon as it hits the water and I climb on top I find my Zen. I’m going to teach myself to do Yoga on him eventually, but right now we’re just learning.

Thanks YouTube!

I’ve been looking at boards for months, but couldn’t find a color that resonated. When I began seeing red, Google took all my searches for boards and a red board randomly popped up on my phone.

Was it random? Nothing is random lovely.

There will be more to come, but I just wanted to introduce my WordPress family to the newest member of my family. My darlings, meet Big Red.