Sunday's have easily become my favorite day of the week. Sabbath - something that I've been learning a lot about lately. That my soul was yearning for. That it is so important to retreat and realize that our value is not in our work, but from who we are not what we do. The createdness of ourselves in view of the Creator, not the created of our human hands. I will be the first one to admit that this slips to the back of my mind way too much. So I am fighting to protect the Sabbath and learn the importance of withdrawing, retreating, and recalibrating my heart. and that is the BEST for me.
My sweet friend, Christian, and I have started a Sunday tradition of cooking a meal and a fellowshipping with one another. It's good the soul and has also taught me so much - the significance of the table & community. It's not perfect and pretty hilarious, trial and error. It involves mostly lots of chips and salsa, wine, and laughs when the meals don't go exactly according to plan. Hey, but it's a process. A learning process. We also celebrate the process of life at the table. Even the little victories are worth celebrating. Ending a busy work, cheers to that. Overcoming a fear, cheers to that. Coming in to your own, cheers to that.
I love when the kitchen soars with the aroma of whatever we are cooking, and lots and lots of chatter. It's my happy place.
“The heart of hospitality is about creating space for someone to feel seen and heard and loved. It's about declaring your table a safe zone, a place of warmth and nourishment.” -Shauna Niequist, Bread & Wine: A Love Letter to Life Around the Table, with Recipes
Sunday, April 26, 2015
It's been awhile since I have been jotting in this little space. However, I have greatly missed a creative outlet. I have had a deep desire to create things lately. What better way to express the Creator than to create things, places, and relationships. The Lord has been teaching me so much about His creative nature through birthing a lot of creativity in me.
create: bring (something) into existence
Lately, me and my mister, TP, have been working on some little renovation projects. It has been so rewarding to be working with my hands, to see the process in something. So often I forget that the process is what makes something so beautiful. I have seen this is parallel my life as well. It blows my mind that I can be watching the sanding on wood, and how much the Lord speaks to me about process in that moment. As the sander smooths out the rough places in the wood, so does the Lord refine us through tough times to make us more like His Son -- and that -- is a wonderful gift.
My mom had this really old swing in the backyard that she was about to put in the trash. Over the years it had grown dingy, moldy, and honestly unusable. TP thought he would take a shot to see if there was anything he could do to help this swing.
The crazy thing about it is after one week of scraping the swing down, we found that the wood below all the grim was absolutely beautiful! I don't know how many times I count something out that is beautiful underneath -- a opportunity, a person, a situation, whatever it may be. If we had not rigged deeper we would have never known what was underneath. What we had considered a lost cause, still had so much life underneath. Sometimes we just have to take a second in our situation, in our relationship, in an opportunity were standing in, to go deeper, to not just take it at face value, but to see what is beyond.
Little did I know this little swing, that I had not even noticed in years, would minister to me so much, and now become a staple in my mom's backyard.
I yearn to see beautiful things spring out of "dead places", to come forth and declare that all is not lost, just perhaps not found. I love to see things, people, and places come to life and life to the full.
Posted by [Taylor] at 4:31 PM