Tuesday, September 30, 2008

last night

in my safe little cocoon.

Monday, September 29, 2008

a nice change of pace

Onions are what make me cry these days.

Sunday, September 28, 2008

historical moment at the wendts

For the first time in Wendt history, Mom and I won the scrabble game! We’re happy, but our greatest excitement is that the game is over.

And, Grandma, the Scrabble Champion’s response was “Well, since it was the first time, I won’t be upset.”

Saturday, September 27, 2008

some days have passed

Some things never change…but, some things do.

dancing again

My turquoise and cream canvas bag given to me by a dear friend has been sitting by the piano for some time. When I walk by, it will occasionally whisper, “Hey! I am over here!” But, I have chosen to ignore it, so-much-so that I think it quit calling. I’m not sure what is different about this morning. Maybe it is the beautiful breeze blowing in the kitchen window. Maybe it is the quiet of a Saturday morning. Maybe it is the work the Lord is doing in me. But, somehow, I found myself wandering over to the piano, bending down and reaching into my bag, picking up Volume 1 of the binder set I created, and beginning to play. Slowly the delight of playing music returned. And, my fingers danced over the keys once again.

Thursday, September 25, 2008

i've been waiting for this

Daddy’s home!!!

cottonwood trees

Last time I mowed by the cottonwood trees I frowned and thought of my "top ten for mowing lawns." This time I smiled and thought of my “top ten for loving life.”

Monday, September 22, 2008

reflections from the journey

While journeying around the Midwest these past weeks, I have had a lot of time to think. Below are a few of the thoughts that continue to rest in my mind:

Loving people you care about is easy. Loving people because we’ve been commanded to is hard.

Sometimes the road takes you places you never planned on visiting.

Often the best fix for crying eyes is hugging arms.

New life springs forth in places you wouldn’t expect.

Occasionally, it rains the entire weekend, but that doesn’t need to steal your joy.

Sometimes the Lord’s provision for pain is people. Sometimes the Lord’s provision for pain is Himself.

It really is more delightful to give than to receive. I need to work on that.

You can see a bigger picture in your review mirror than by glancing out your window while you drive by.

There are few things that compare with someone seeing you at the door and then running toward you with open arms while saying your name.

Grief is both predictable and unpredictable.

Excellence is not always the highest goal.

“I don’t know” is a perfectly legitimate reason for crying.

Driving off into the sunset hurts your eyes for a while and then takes your breath away.

Some things are worth waiting for. Some things aren’t.

The view from the 37th floor is pretty amazing! You can see a lot of things you can’t see when you are in the midst of the city.

Living in the presence of another is a good thing.

Communication helps hurt, but it doesn’t cure it.

When we really trust God, we have opportunity to enjoy the mystery.

Sometimes God heals in seconds. Sometimes God heals in years.

Friends are one of the richest blessings the Lord gives us.

i wendt on a journey

in 20 days i…

- went 2702 miles

- visited 6 states

- slept in 9 beds

- paid $3.35 for the cheapest gas and $4.39 for the most expensive

- spent a couple hours in traffic jams

- had three interviews

- was in Sioux City, Omaha, Kansas City, Des Moines, Minneapolis, and Chicago

- saw a lot of people that i dearly love

Sunday, September 21, 2008

even still

My confidence hasn’t wavered.

Friday, September 19, 2008

thoughts from the shower

Often the greatest gifts we are given are in packages we don’t expect.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

back so soon?

The strings on the guitar sing as Nathan gently plays. The crickets laugh in the cool September night. The smells of the season’s first apple crisp poor forth from the kitchen. And, from out of no where, Autumn taps me on the shoulder and says, “I’m here.”

how ya doon?

God is good and gracious and for that I am thankful.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

question of the day

What are you sure of?

Friday, September 12, 2008

the second city

chicago has yet to captivate me

Thursday, September 11, 2008


six beds in eight days

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

i think

being known is a little taste of heaven.

favorite thing number eight

a cup of coffee. an autumn breeze. pajamas. brianna.

Sunday, September 7, 2008

just thinking...

Perfection isn’t a holy behavior.

Excellence is.

They aren’t the same thing.

~ by funsize on September 7, 2008.