the ordinary days

I often just write about the big events, visitors, happy parties, and so on. When I look at pictures I've taken, it's mostly of ordinary days. I don't write about those days as much, that's the sigh we all live in more often than not. The drawn out days between Saturdays, the mundane of moment of getting by the best we can. The worry that weighs us down through the week, the fourty-eight hours of hope which are quickly snatched away. Or maybe that is just me?  I just look forward, failing to see God's presence in the moment, desiring a change in circumstance to bring me more comfort. Constantly, my mind is filled with plots and plans for the future. Trying to move my chess pieces just right to win an easy life. How does one live in the "already but not yet"?


I heard on the radio recently that if you want to make your weekend seem longer you need to make more memories. Our brain measures time by events. Therefore, the more you do, the more memories you make and then your time will seem more full. Or just maybe your weekend won't feel as short when the sun sets on Sunday evening. (Need I say more more?)

I am not sure what I am trying to say. Maybe all I want to convey is that the little pieces of people we get is never the whole picture. We always want to present the best version of ourselves and seem awesomely put together. We want all our time filled and have a sense of importance. We want purpose. We want hope. We want love. We look to those bigger events, happy parties, and the break from the ordinary to fulfill us. We look to fellow man for our ultimate love and approval. Yet, we still feel so weary and empty in our hearts.

Maybe at Christmastime I get overly thoughtful and sentimental. I just can't help but think all of humanity is in the time of waiting, hoping, and longing. At least that is where I am. He came once before in form of man and has promised to return again to bring us home, to fulfill all His promises. Living in a weary world, Christmas brings that thrill of hope when all our longings and ordinary days will be forever satisfied in His presence.

But until then we live in the present with an eternal perspective. I cling daily to the cross and yet rest in my heart that all will be made right one day.


Here are some ordinary day pictures :)

the day we fit a 6 ft tree in the back of the VW GTI

garland I made, inspired by my sister-in-law

ingrid has matured enough to get a dog bed and not eat it

decorated the tree
topped with our toilet paper roll and aluminum foil star

it snowed and got really cold

I am too scared to drive in the snow

So, I walked to the trax station at 530 am
so I could take public transportation to work
(and not drive in the snow)

lonely commute in the early morning

I worked a night shift two days after the snow
and the roads were cleared to my liking
it was so cold/beautiful that morning

 

 

 

went with some friends to see LDS church's Savior of the World
Christmas production. Temple Square had some serious lights.

today's view. white and grey. light snow falling

using her bed properly

Those are just pictures of my ordinary days.