Happy July 20th.
I currently have my feet propped up on the stone hearth of a starbucks fireplace. Computer on lap. Ginger tea at my side, and Glen Hansard streaming through the speakers.
Can you say totally spoiled. I say totally blessed and....well yes very spoiled.
My heavenly Father delights in spoiling this daughter. I just know it.
I have made some exciting discoveries this week. They come by way of web addresses.
Check it.
www.littlebandofbrothers.blogspot.com
This blog is great. Great photography. Great stories.
A mother simply chronicles the life events of her four sweet sweet little men, through photos and words. I love having these small (uncreepy) glances into the lives of Christian families.
www.31bits.com
This. I love! Fashion and Africa all in one place! This website is pure quality and excellence and a good cause. It involves Uganda. Its close to my heart.
www.enthos.net
www.ephraimclothing.com
These are two sites that channel Biblical thinking into clothing. Perfect.
www.setapartgirl.com
This is the magazine of my one and only college experience. These issues are of pure excellence and creativity, flowing from the hearts of women that are beautifully surrendered to the Lord.
Since I am on the subject of treasures it reminds me of one of the sweetest treasures of my week.....
It was a Wednesday afternoon. I was sitting at my desk feeling sleepy under the consequences of a broken AC system.
The patients for the hour where checked in and the doctors were busy with physicals and follow ups on blood work. Goyte was sadly singing through the radio about somebody that he used to know. Then in "walked" my treasure. He was five. His skin matched the deep beautiful hue of my ugandan darlings. He was in a wheelchair and very happy. I was instantly drawn. Quite without planning it I soon found myself out in the waiting room down on my knees infront of him as he smiled at me with the sweet smile of a downs syndrome boy. My heart was melted instantly. His beautiful mother had just adopted him into her small family and was the most patient and loving woman I had encountered. There on my knees I was transported to the summer of 2009, where I found myself kneeling on the red roads instead of walking on them, with constant hands and voices calling me down to the little ones crying for a glance. It was so sweet to be graced by the presence of this sweet boy and to be reminded of the blessings that I am able to hold close to my heart through memories.
Treasures.


