taking some time

I get a few days off this week, which I am stoked about. Brandon and I visited Garvan’s Gardens in Hot Springs yesterday. What an incredible place! You just walk for miles on stone paths through tulips, bonsai trees, daffodills, roses, bridges with springs flowing beneath, and waterfalls. It is my fantasy backyard. Great place for a photography trip…Matt. I love being able to go somewhere new, detach from the world, and hear the quiet again.

oldpeoplearefunny

even if it is staged, it was worth it…

my husband’s medium of choice

here’s a little glimpse into my man’s typical day at the office.

welcome + contemplations

For the curious or stranger or those who may accidentally stumble across these pages, welcome to my blog. Roped into the addiction by some friends, I have now agreed to go public with my life (or rather small portions of it that I feel comfortable displaying). Please feel free to visit once or often.

This verse has been running through my mind lately. “To whom much is given, much will be required.”

A woman visited my church from Kenya and when she spoke I was reminded of a trip to Nigeria I took a few years ago. She spoke of hanging her clothes on the line outside her house; how women cannot hold the jobs men have; and women make crafts if they want to make money; and of the rough road systems; and how the uprising that ensued after the recent Presidential election resulted in killings all over the nation; and how she was nearly dragged from her car by angry men with machetes and gasoline; how God supernaturally intervened to protect her life.

What? That is her life? That is how her country reacts when a President is elected that many do not agree with?

With this sobering reality, I find that I do not “see” all that I have been given…washing machines, women’s equality, paved roads, civil protests…and many more things that I pass by everyday without a single thought to the billions in the world that go without. That verse is about me. And it’s about my nation.