I've published this and and two other pieces that only appear in print in the last few months.
Speaking of my prayer journal, I'm working my prayerful way through Praying the New Testament with Elmer Towns. This book is revitalizing my sad and tired prayer life (and prayer journaling). Best thing that's happened to my faith in a while. Thank you, Mr. Towns.
Summer reading is in full-swing around here. My oldest loved to read until he learned that he loves music. So he became a writer—as in songwriter. He gets a pass for not reading anymore since he writes. After all, all writers are readers, but not all readers are writers. And besides, he's graduated, so it's the first summer in quite some time that he hasn't had required reading.
He's graduated. Did you see that? I snuck that right in there. That's kind of how it happened to us in real life, too. Just snuck right up on us. Some of my favorite images:
With graduation I digress. I was supposed to be talking about summer reading, remember? So Adrian's all graduated and a lost cause as far as books go.
Noelle's and Reagan's taste in reading tells the complete story of those two sisters. Noelle has read two books all year; Reagan has read five novels in the first two weeks of summer. Noelle loves the Disney Kingdom Keepers books, but only when I force her to read 60 pages a day. Reagan, at 13, is dabbling in the adult section with crossover authors like Nicholas Sparks and Francine Rivers. The last two weeks of school, Reagan read five novels, started Divergent during exam week and finished the sequel and four more books since summer started. I can't keep this girl in enough books. Here's her stack for youth camp next week and a trip to her friend's lake house the week after.
I'm hoping these six will last her the whole two weeks since she'll actually have to live some of her own life in between the pages. That girl and her reading habit--she's worse than me, be only because she reads faster.
On another note, Mike and Adrian have already left for youth camp to prepare some of the logistics at the camp site. It happens to be in my hometown, and I happen not to be going this year. So Adrian's been texting me pictures by which to live vicariously. I try not to be jealous, but so far his pics have made my mouth water and my feet feel like running and my nose smelling the Gulf water in the air.
And that lighthouse? Well nothing says home like the Biloxi lighthouse for me, except maybe the old pier in the Back Bay at Paw Paw's house. We lived a mile west of the lighthouse and three blocks inland. To the left of the lighthouse in the photo are the two opposing lanes of Highway 90 traffic and then sand and the Gulf of Mexico. This was my jogging route more times than not. Who could blame me?
And they have now seen our family restaurant in the small craft harbor since it reopened a year ago for the first time since Hurricane Katrina. It's been elevated and the views are even more magnificent than they were at ground level.
The girls leave tomorrow after church with the rest of the youth group, which necessitated a rash of shopping and the largest clothing conundrum east of the Mississippi.
I've locked Boomer in his crate so he won't leave me too. Just kidding about Boomer. He's faithful. NOT! This morning, while I was still the only one awake, he forgot completely who feeds and bathes him and who's his momma, and wandered upstairs to the girls' bedroom door and laid down right there, not even deterred by the fact that the door was closed denying him access to the cozy children were all snug and warm in their beds. That's Boomer. He's faithful, even through closed doors.
#556 ~ 575
~ a resident songwriter, music-maker, and former reader
~ graduations: endings that masquerade as commencements (you're not fooling a single parent)
~ hometowns and smart phones that take pictures that can be texted and a son who knows how I wish to be there
~ the Biloxi lighthouse and fond memories
~smells that stay with us, like the Gulf in the air, and freshly mowed grass in summer
~ good food
~ extended family
~ youth camp
~ summer reading
~ road trips and living out of a suitcase
~ sisters who couldn't be more different nor love each other more
~ overflowing dresser drawers
~ Boomer the (un)Faithful
~ prayer and morning devotions
~ fireflies having a party in my front yard at dusk
~ healthy girl food while everyone else is gone this week
~ staked heirloom tomatoes
~ the view from here