Unframed art is really prolific around here. There are stacks and stacks of the stuff everywhere you look. Messy art projects are not something I am naturally thankful for, but I’m trying to not let the chaos bother me,
But recently, all the children have been branching out extensively in their artistic endeavors.
Sophie is the queen of all art forms. She’s not afraid to try her hand at anything, and is generally quite pleased with the results.
Kinsley seems to show some aptitude in the sculpting department.
Our charming penguin family was a gift from my creative mom. The kids love getting these guys out each Christmas season. They like to imagine all sorts of “clever” conversations taking place between the three gourds.
And the art behind them is by my awesome brother. I asked for an Ansel Adams style crayon art piece, and that is what he made me.
Puzzles, another art form we are certainly thankful for. Especially these two.
The kids and I are loosely following along with the Joy Dare that Ann Voskamp does. I say loosely, because I never finish anything.
But we’ve got the December dares on the fridge and we’re keeping our eyes open for things that we are grateful for this month.
Three Gifts Shining.
(please excuse the cell phone picture – I was too lazy to get the real camera out…)
Truxton and Kinsley both thought of the Christmas tree. Having a Christmas tree in the living room is pretty much the single most exciting thing these guys can imagine. Does it really get any more cozy than that?
Gillian thought of our candles.
Those are supposed to be advent candles there in the middle, but, uh, someone forgot that there were supposed to be five when she bought them. Also, the afore mentioned someone had intended to come up with some clever way of denoting the first three as lavender and the fourth as pink, and has yet to do so.
And Sophie, never one to be hindered by what she can actually see at the moment, thought of the stars.
“Gratitude exclaims, very properly, ‘How good of God to give me this.'”
Reflecting back on November, there is really so very much to be thankful for.
Kinsley has done very well on her prednisolone course, and amazingly, we’ve stayed essentially healthy.
We have seen the tender hand of our God relentlessly working on a situation which we have prayed about for ten years.
And as always (but even more obviously to us this last month) He has provided in extravagant and surprising ways.
Yet this I call to mind and therefore I have hope:
Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed,
for his compassions never fail.
They are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.