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that mockingbird mocks me

This is my mortal enemy:

I know this is a mockingbird. I don’t like it. It doesn’t like me.

We are in a state of war over a little plot of land in the backyard that has delicious blueberry bushes.

I’m going to imagine the blueberries are delicious…I haven’t eaten any. The mockingbird has.

We agree to disagree on what the blueberry bushes are for.

This is the love of my life.

He thinks it’s hilarious that I am at war with this evil creature:

He doesn’t know that silly attitude is going to land him here:

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loving my new journal!

Simone Martini, fresco detail depicting Saint ...
Simone Martini, fresco detail depicting Saint Clare of Assisi, (1322–26), Lower basilica of San Francesco, Assisi (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

Today’s little piece of inspiration from my journal comes from St. Clare of Assisi:

May we love one another with the charity of Christ. May the love that we have in our hearts show itself in our actions. And may our love and example increase love of and charity for one another in all places. Amen.

Wow. I wish I had read that this morning, instead of after lunch. It’s my own fault for changing my writing routine…it would have been an awesome companion to my morning devotion.  But…there it is. Now, when I’m doing this 🙂

I read it over and over as I prepared to write…because it doesn’t say for “those people you like.” It says “for one another in all places.”

That’s what makes being a Christian so hard — that crazy call to love one another. To love, if I may say so, the unlovable. It’s the hardest thing we have to do, and it’s what Jesus commanded us to do. In all places.

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another rainy day

It’s another rainy day here in good ole Georgia. I love the rain. It’s a crazy thing to tell people, especially those people who crave sunlight and light and all that airiness.

Don’t misunderstand, I like the light! I like the big open windows in my living room, but there’s something about a rainy day that makes me just a little more productive, a little more reflective, and generally, a little more calm.

My brain is always going a mile a minute, moreso lately with some new responsibilities, and I relish the opportunity to slow down a little and just be.

The rain has a way of getting under my skin and into my blood…I find the rhythm in the rain, and it has a lullaby affect on me.

It is beautiful. It is life. And I relish it.

So don’t be all mopey on such a lovely day.

There’s usually a rainbow after all the rain. God promised.

Never let anything so fill you with sorrow as to make you forget the joy of the risen Christ! ~ Mother Teresa

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