Magical Moments

Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.

-St. Augustine

The Captain Awesome and I had two days together between my Canada and Australian tours this month. I am reminded again and again what a gift those precious hours are together. We were laughing as I was thanking God for two whole entire days together instead of just one. :P

The day I left for Australia, we had a picnic on the sunny beach. The blue of the sky, the blue of the water and the blue of his eyes was quite dreamy.

{i love this man}

We always love feeding the nosy birds that come by to visit. There always seems so be a bossy brat among them.

The little sandwich shop had a jar full of these amazing pickles. This photo is for my sister, Bethie, who madly adores {big pickles}

God has been showing me in such real ways that life is made up of trails, struggles, conflicts, heartache, and pain. And rather than running away from it all, we discover Him in a new way as we run into the pain. Along the way, He sprinkles these magical moments. Moments of love. Moments of peace. Moments of Him reminding us that He is God. He is in control. And that He is loving us through it all.

{O Lord, you have heard the desire of the humble. You will strengthen their heart, You will incline Your ear.} Psalms 10:17