I mostly like to consider myself to be an intentional person.
I fancy the occasional dream about the future,
eh I'm an anticipator so I enjoy a good look down the road...
but overall I try to be fully present in every moment as it comes.
This morning was a time for dreaming.
I decided how I want to decorate my future home.
I don't know where it's going to be...
Who else will be living inside of it with me...
Whether or not it will be covered in snow for most of the year...
What kind of happy sounds will ring through its doorways...
What kind of memories will happen there...
But I have a picture inside of my mind
of what the walls might look like.
I want my house to be named
In every room of the house,
there will be at least one wall
smothered in beautiful words
scrolling their way across itself,
setting the tone for the room.
These words will be the
lyrics of the timeless
and beautiful hymns
that have so strongly shaped my relationship
"then sings my soul, my savior God to thee, how great thou art"
"be thou my vision, O Lord of my heart"
"be still my soul"
"it is well with my soul"
It is my prayer and hope for my future
to hold onto these words as truths
in the tough and the pleasant times.
allowing the homelings
of my brood to interpret the words
on the wall in each room as they grow and develop.
that these interpretations will evolve
through the use of artistic expression
through music and painting.
I may have dreamt far enough to see that my family will be creative...
The Hymn Home will be a place
of refuge and love
for all who come through.
Lots of love.
And copious amounts of laughter.
And there will be flowers everywhere.
(giddily anticipating while remaining very much present is this Maddy heart))