I spent most of today cleaning.

I think for me cleaning the house, putting it in order, finding a home and purpose for the important things and throwing away the things that are not needed run parallel with my thoughts.

It is the rhythm of my life right now, memorize verses while I do the dishes, pray while I fold laundry..

Going on a total rabbit trail here but I have always thought this was so cool.  Did you ever watch those home shows where they tell you how  to organize? They say to make three piles Keep, throw away, give away.  My Mom told me once that she hates gossip and decided she was going to do the opposite, if she hears something really good about someone else, or has a great thought for them, she passes it onto them.  It feels like that tonight looking back on my day, three big piles of thoughts, and one of them a nice pile of things to pass along to loved ones.

When I was working in the kitchen I had all the kids behind me at the table playing with PLay-do and I put on a big pot of strong coffee and made up some tea, dumped it all in a pan with some Henna to dye a pair of curtains for the kitchen window.  These curtains had a  white background and I am trying to make them say "1800s" instead of "1980s"

Jeff told Chloe that he would give her his dime if she would climb up the clothes line pole.  This is his only dime, the same dime that he has been carrying around in his little fist or pocket for days.  And with Eti and Jeff's help she did it, after all the high fives she is now the owner of The Dime. It is in her little pocket. 

This transaction between a four year old and an Eight year old cannot be captured on film, it can only be felt.  Something about it brought me back to my childhood, the simplicity of being a kid..I smiled hard and put it on the pile to pass along to all of you.  There is still goodness to be found and innocence and love, go out and collect it.