Thursday, April 23, 2009

spring!!



hallelujah! It's spring. I'm crazy busy getting ready to move to our new house (closing in 7 days and 2 hours! can't believe it!) and the best/worst part is paint colors and decorating ideas.

It's the best because it's exciting. I love it when things are put together well, when I'm surrounded by inspirational beauty and order, when I have somewhere I'm proud to welcome friends and family.

It's the worst because it's expensive and if you don't like something it costs lots of money to replace! I've been mostly embarassed by how mismatched and poorly organized and unrelaxing our apartment is. Hospitality is almost non-existant because there's not room for more people in here and we are definitely in the early days of our marriage with lots of mismatched furniture. (In all fairness, we have this stuff because of many very generous gifts... we're too cheap to turn down anything free!) I am excited to move past this hodge-podge apartment life, but I am trying to remind myself that looking at Pottery Barn and thenest.com for ideas will not magically transform my furniture or create artwork on my wall ex nihilo.

So, now that I've explained why decorating is exciting and scary, I'll give you my reflections on paint colors. If you have ever looked at the paint section in Lowes or Home Depot, you know that there are ~5,000,000 colors to pick from. And I am so inspired right now by the cool, crisp colors of spring. There's so much to love about spring, such as good weather, flowers, and beautiful spiritual parallels to God's work in our lives and hearts. So I'm very glad that we're picking paint colors in the spring. It's inspiring to think that we can offer our new little home as a place of inspiration, refuge*, and the ministry of refreshing hospitality.



*Aaron hates the idea that our home is supposed to be a "refuge". I like it so I'm just going to keep going in that direction, but I'm trying to think of a word that he would like better.

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

men at some time are masters of their fates...

...the fault, dear Brutus, lies not in our stars but in ourselves, that we are underlings." (Willy Shakespeare, Julius Caesar)








And here's a pretty picture of the Iowa sunrise over our pond: