windows.

thesmells.thesights.thesounds.
These are all things that windows make possible.

I read a descriptive essay today involving a window and one of my most favorite places ever...the beach. The boy began his writing piece by stating that windows remind him of the third-story of the family beach house in LBI. Every summer, he and his family head down the shore for the summer. And the first place this little man heads for is that quiet, window-filled room overlooking the ocean. Everything about the view appeals to his senses: the blue-green shade of the ocean, the gentle breeze that easily makes its way through the window...the smell of salt, the sounds of seagulls squwaking(sp?) and waves crashing onto the sand.

sighh, how I am reminded of summer and the welcomed simplicity it brings. There is nothing like a cool blue sea to put me at ease. Be still, says the ocean, be still.

When I have a beach house to call my own, I will make certain it has a window with a view of the ocean...a serene, blue-green, salty body of water that renews the soul, calming the winds that too often stir up tiny storms inside us.

Toss your worries out to sea,
Don't let them take away calm "me".
Put them in a jar sealed tight,
and send them out into the watery night.

Happy Monday :)

Good things are on the brink of happening as well as not-so-good things. Like they say, gotta take the bad with the good. Encountering both on a daily basis cannot be avoided.

Wonderful. Eye-opening. Inspiring. Three words that well describe my experience at King of Kings Church in Basking Ridge yesterday. If you have never been to a Pentecost Church and feel that you've never experienced the Spirit at work, than may I suggest you try this one out! If your faith has bene wavering lately, or if you feel like it's comparable to that of a mustard seed (Matthew 17:20), think about what YOU can do NOW to strengthen it. Test the waters.

As for the not-so-good things going on, prayers for friends and families are needed right now. Bad is outweighing the good. His love is needed even more right now.

Enjoy the week <3

June 3....my lucky number?

this year has been quite the rollercoaster...ups and downs, twists and turns, screams and shouts. The fun has ceased to end.

I recently finished a book that so perfectly, concisely expressed what I have been trying to say about my experience the past year or so..."Growing hurts". This line was said by a young boy who was experiencing physical growing pains. After waking up at midnight, he comes to his mother's bed and simply expresses how he feels at that moment.

CHildren have it down pat, don't they? As adults, we think that they are too young to understand, to vocalize how they feel in a mature sense. When it comes down to it though, we are all human with basic needs, wants and aches. Whho's to say that the wisdom of a child is immature and too simplistic? In fact, it is in many ways, opposite. There's no "beating around the bush" or complicating aches and pains with excuses or maybes.

The next time you feel like being complicated when someone asks, "How you doin'?" (and yes, feel free to insert the Joey from Friends voice), think about simplifying. Be honest, Be real, Be you.