This song made me tear up on my way to church today...
Love is a shelter in a raging storm
Love is a piece in the middle of a war
If we try to leave, let the God sand Angels to guard the door
Love is not a fight, but it is something worth fighting for
After church I stopped by Starbucks to have them grind my coffee, and couldn't resist to treat myself to a very sugary breakfast - maple oat scone and eggnog mocha - yum!
Yesterday I made myself stop and spend a couple of hours knitting a little project I found on this creative and beautiful blog. As I listened to classic music and warmed myself up with hot green tea and coconut milk, this little lamb came to life... Fluffy and soft, I now am obsessed with idea to make a big one! Just need to find materials.
I am loving the little flower that Sonya and Mila got for me on this craft show they attended! I am wearing it everywhere Thank you!
I am also finding beauty in organizing my clutter. Since my in laws will stay in my crafting room, I had to take care of all the clutter that had accumulated there. When I was done - it looked beautiful! I was also very happy to note that I have acquired quite an amount of high quality yarn - mohair, wool, cotton, bamboo, silk, and merino... makes me drool!
I am still in process of cleaning but I stop to read some inspirational stories from a Russian priest and a writer Andrey Tkachov. Here is one I really liked, and I am going to translate it to English:
The air is like God. It surrounds us and we don't see it. When we don't have it, only then we realize how much we need it.
The sun is like God. It can warm up, but it can also burn. Its' fiery disc cannot be looked at without hurting your eyes. Every living thing longs to it. Every living thing consumes its' power.
The sea is like God. When it is clear and calm it is like the tenderness of Big to little. When it is angry and stormy - you can't argue with it.
A man is like God. When he feeds his family and will fight for it. Also when he says little and smiles rarely.
A woman is like God. When she feeds her newborn and gets up at night when she hears her baby cry. When she is dissolved in her children and forgets to think about herself.
So many thing in this world are like God. Why are there so many atheists?
That is it for now, but I am determined to continue looking for beauty in everyday life. It is the only way I can survive all this craziness.