Just Another Day in the Neighborhood

My thoughts right now are all over the place. The house is quiet. I'm cuddled up by the bay window. The weather is pretty bleh, but I don't mind the colors (or lack of, really) the sky displays. Is it odd that I find beauty in dull, lifeless earth? I love seeing brown grass, grey skies, and leafless trees. It's a reminder of who I used to be before I knew Love and before I experienced Life. I look out the window and God reminds me that beauty springs from ashes and purity comes from past regrets. 
What bold statements. But what an incredible God. 
I'm watching a little kid in the yard across the street push a lawnmower uphill toward his house. It's actually really funny - in a, I'm-a-horrible-person-for-thinking-that sort of way.
Oh wait. He's trying to start it now. Pulling the cord with, what looks like, every muscle in his body. Now he's going inside. I have a feeling he's requesting backup. Or maybe just giving up. Either way, he discovered he doesn't have the capacity to complete his task. (However, I'm not exactly sure who would be mowing their lawn in this weather. But whatever.)
His predicament sounds kind of similar to what I struggle with daily: realizing when I can't do it alone. Quite frankly, I can't do anything edifying at all - it's only Christ who has the ability to do so in me. 


Every day examples of God's grace. 


I rediscovered my love for coloring this afternoon. It was quite delightful. I tried my best to keep my roommate on track with her homework, and successfully did so. For a while. Then we made butterscotch cookies. Which reminds me, I can't wait to bake with my husband. Well, actually, I can't wait to do a lot of things with my husband. Even the most dreaded task any human could force upon me: doing the dishes. Yes, it really is crazy what love can do. 
Okay honey, it's not as bad as I make it out to be - I know. It'll be wonderful actually. Because I'll be married to the love of my life. And right there, folks, it makes it completely worth all the dreaded dreadfulness that dish duty mounts upon my soul. 


Anyway. I was distracted for a moment. Cookies. I haven't had one yet. I plan to in the very near future though. After I plug my laptop in upstairs before it dies, of course. Which means, I'm outty. 


Thanks for reading my random and brief thoughts. 
I love restful days. Hope you enjoy yours' too. =]