I forget, sometimes, that not everyone is on Instagram. I remembered that tonight, when I handed my husband my phone with my Insta open, and he browsed mine and our daughter's photos for over a half hour. Huh. I guess he doesn't see all of those everyday shots.
To keep from being redundant, I don't tend to post many photos on the blog now that Instagram is my mini-blog. But I think I'll start being redundant. I mean, why not, and then the photos are kept safely here, in my online journal where I already know how much I'll treasure them later (I have photos here on this blog of my little boy now turned college student).
I'm adding this to my 2015 goals list, along with embroidering more often, doing calligraphy/penmanship/writing on things, stressing less about our college kid, saying 'no' more, visiting the beach more, blogging here more, working on FreelyHomeschool.com more, ....okay, yeah, I need to whittle it down, but those are the things going through my mind. But first! Christmas!
I've been reading from Oswald Chambers' works lately. Here a Chambers' quote that I liked so much, I created a graphic for it from a photo of our littlest at the beach.
"Huge waves that would frighten an ordinary swimmer produce a tremendous thrill for the surfer who has ridden them. Let's apply that to our own circumstances. The things we try to avoid and fight against - tribulation, suffering, and persecution - are the very things that produce abundant joy in us. 'We are more than conquerors through Him' 'in all these things;' not in spite of them, but in the midst of them. A saint doesn't know the joy of the Lord in spite of tribulation, but because of it."
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