In the Details

The light coming through my bedroom windows invite you to come and sit for a bit. Soak up some light. Enjoy this morning moment.

When I bought the clock and heart displayed in Under the Bed, I bought something else.

I told a friend what I bought and he said, “That’s great! You might as well decorate your room in a beach theme”, knowing how much I love the beach, but that wasn’t it. I told him, “Oh no…this pillow will be in my beach house one day.”

He scratched his head at that.

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In my previous post I said, ‘God is in the details.’

He really is. I don’t know your situation. Maybe you are asking Him to pull off something big. God can do big, but He may start out with the small. It took a lot of small steps to get you where you are today, so start with one small thing.

When I cleaned out from under my bed, it was a minor detail that lead to this morning moment.

What is your one small thing?

My daughter is at the beach.

She sent this photo lastnight.

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She has no idea I bought the pillow. (Until she reads this) It is now my screensaver on my phone and the header of this blogsite. Planting seeds.

My daughter knows my heart and so does God. It’s the timetable of the unknown that gets us. All He asks of us is to believe and leave the rest to Him.

I believe the pillow and photo will meet. I don’t know the specifics, but God is in the details.

Under the Bed

Sunday mornings feel good. It’s the day I look back at what’s been accomplished for the week. A good bit got done, but there’s more to do.

This week I worked on my bedroom.

It had become a place to sleep and not a place to dwell. I was laying in bed one night and all I could think about was what was under my bed.

When was the last time I looked under my bed? What was being stored there? When was the last time it was thoroughly cleaned?

The next morning, I found the answers.

My daughter had a guitar case and a couple of plastic bins of clothing under my bed. She has a platform bed and cannot store anything underneath, so I offered my space. It was a collection of dust and dog hair under there, so this had to change. The top of her wardrobe was empty, so I placed the bins up there. The guitar case is by the back door awaiting storage.

I moved the bed to another location in the room and cleaned the floor during it’s move.

Also, as I was laying in bed that night, I found myself staring at an empty wall wondering what time it was. I rolled over and grabbed my phone from the bedside table, but the light hurt my eyes. I wanted a clock on that wall.

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It says Kensington Station, London.

“Go big, or go home,” is my thinking.

After I purchased the clock, I spotted something else that was sweet. It was just a little pull chain for the ceiling fan, but it spoke to my heart.

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Get it? Spoke to my heart…Hah! (That’s for you Little Fears )

My daughter would exit the room on that one.

The chain was long and had to be shortened. I tried living with it full length, but it was designed for a high ceiling, which I don’t have. It bopped my head whenever I walked under the fan. Being hit on the head by a blingy heart is not a bad thing, but became a little annoying after a while.

The heart is just a tiny detail for the room.

I see God working in the details of my life.

I see you God and you have my heart.

Believe in Yourself

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A Chill Day

I just made my second Chemex.

The first one was shared with my daughter.

She is the Queen of Chemex, so it makes me a little nervous when I hand her one that I make. This morning as I was making it, thoughts of her and how happy she is right now were floating through my mind. Her love from England is here, so her world feels complete today.

In a sense it was made with love.

She cradled the cup in both hands, took a sip and closed her eyes to savor the moment. Was it up to her standards? I waited for her response.

She released a smile and said, “That is a perfect Chemex.” Day complete before 11:00 am.

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Sunday has an ease about it. It’s a small luxury to sit in the middle of an unmade bed without any rush to make it up. There is no rush today.

I have two laptops. One for business and one for personal. I enjoy typing blog posts on the business laptop. The keys are raised and feel good as I type. I’m sitting in the middle of my unmade bed with a candle lit and a cup from the Chemex.

There is natural light from the windows.

I’ve said no to friends today that wished to include me in their plans. I thought about going to the grocery store, but there’s food in the fridge.

It’s Sunday and it’s a chill day.

Inhale. Exhale. Dream.

I washed our bath robes today.

My daughter has so much going on in her life, the best way I can help is doing little things around the house, so her home life remains calm.

I was putting her robe in the dryer and paused to look at the label. I couldn’t recall if it was the same brand as mine. The waffle weave is similar.

It’s not the same brand, but I love what it says.

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That’s exactly where I stand today.

When our hearts are open, life will show us what we need to see.

When her heart needs confirmation I hope she pauses before sliding on that robe, sees the label and breathes in these three words…

Inhale. Exhale. Dream.

Build a Castle

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Save the Lizard

It was a long seven minutes waiting for the French press of coffee to be at it’s peak this morning. I normally set a timer for it, but instead just periodically glanced at the clock.

While I was waiting, our younger dog Winnie, began playing with something on the floor. We’ve had a baby lizard living in the house this week and Winnie had spotted the lizard.

I told her, “No no,” and she let it be. A few minutes later our big boy Denver spotted it, but he wasn’t as willing to leave it alone. I grabbed a glass out of the cupboard and scooped the lizard up into it.

It was so tiny. Smaller than my pinky.

I walked outside and released it into the yard. Small acts of kindness are not exclusively toward people. Even if I don’t see a person today, I believe the lizard had a good start to it’s day. The outdoors has to be better than a dog’s belly.

Within those seven minutes I remembered time passes either way. It’s what we do with our time that makes a difference. Being presently in the moment and aware of what is happening around us allows ample opportunity to fine tune our world. To make it better for everyone involved.

What began as waiting for coffee was really the perfect amount of time to save the lizard.

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