september ttmmh

House lights at the end of a storming sky

“Storytelling and Side-Glances”— an article by my friend, Alicia

Skittering leaves

A new read, Fierce Convictions

How my friends rejoice with me when I’m rejoicing

The sun hitting colorful towels on a clothesline

Goldenrod

“In the Light of Home” by Jennifer Trafton

Yellow bandana

Highway drive, window cracked, NEEDTOBREATHE’s new album on repeat

Bennett eating an apple off the tree

Running around the backyard after dark with little kids; lying in the grass and pointing out pictures we see in the stars

Teaching

Climbing on the roof with the guys to watch a blazing sunset

The little house on Old Highway 50 with the green roof and garden and zinnias

Singing at the piano with Gia

Guitars and books across the floor

Reading Winnie-the-Pooh

Home videos

Sonogram picture; baby’s nose

The Molehill Podcast as I fall asleep

Morning sun orb over corn fields

Dad driving and jiving to James Taylor

Spider’s web catching the sun

A wedding under a pure, Ohio sky

Worship in a barn

Walking to the end of a field with my friend

Cradling a baby, and shielding her from the autumn-like breeze

“And Lord haste the Day when my faith shall be sight”

Revelation 1, and how Jesus can only be described in similes, but how we’ll one day see him face-to-face, in full, for real.

When I saw him, I fell at his feet as though dead. But he laid his right hand on me, saying, “Fear not, I am the first and the last, and the living one. I died, and behold I am alive forevermore.” – Revelation 1:17-18

2 thoughts on “september ttmmh

  1. It sounds like you are having a great September! Those things seem so wonderful.

    Things that made me happy: Getting my Canon camera, productivity timers, continuing through the Old Testament with a friend, finding out that I can discuss something Christianity-related for the Honors project in my World History class, finding more free ebooks for my Kindle E-reader, aesthetic note-taking, listening to Down Gilead Lane, finishing a short story, and a letter from someone I haven’t seen since 5th grade. Despite the hard times we are in, there is still good. ❤

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