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Springtime Blues

It’s 60 degrees today. The sun is shining and the sky is blue. I spent most of the afternoon laying in the backyard with my jeans rolled up to my knees and my cheeks turning pink in the glorious sunshine. Oh, how I love spring. My springtime blues have everything to do with hue and shade–subtle variations on a theme–instead of emotional melancholy. A sampling from my day…

Okay, I guess I didn’t lay around in the backyard all afternoon. I also played soccer with my boys, jumped on the neighborhood trampoline, and swung as high as I could on our swingset. This is the view from the apex of my arc.

And, sadly, this is the view from the ground where I lay in a crumpled heap after I snapped the swing chain. Two things I learned from this experience: 1.) You’re never too old to make a fool of yourself on a swingset. 2.) I should have listened to my eldest when he told me (countless times), “Get off! You’re going to break it! You’re too big!” Boo-hoo. But lest you worry about me too much, understand that I haven’t laughed that hard in months. After I got my wind back, I laid on the grass and giggled until my kids thought I had completely lost it. Who knew taking a tumble could be so much fun?

This sort of weather puts me in the mood for a project, and this week I think I’ll finally paint our master bedroom. The current color is a shade of blue I’ve dubbed “Cotton Candy at Cocoa Beach” because it’s a lovely, bright mix of the sugary county fair treat and the color of the ocean at its shallowest. Pretty, but it doesn’t match our bedding. Therefore, I think instead of “Cotton Candy at Cocoa Beach” I shall fall asleep wrapped in…

Wolf Gray. Though I have dubbed our soon-to-be new bedroom color “Prairie Thunderstorm.” Much more romantic, don’t you think? Especially since thunderstorms fit squarely in my favorite things list.

And, last but not least, one more shade of blue to round out my springtime blues. I am wrecked, absolutely wrecked by what has happened/is happening in Japan. It’s why I haven’t blogged lately–everything seems so small and insignificant in light of what they are going through. It’s a sick, helpless feeling… I’m heartbroken. Sad. Speechless.

Anyway, I have to give credit where credit is due. I swiped the photo from my cousin, Brent, who is a missionary in Japan. It’s of the Ichihara City refinery taken from the Makuhari seashore shortly after the earthquake. Insane. The world has gone crazy.

And yet…

The blue sky above a burning refinery in Japan is the same blue sky that I gazed at today. I still have to believe that it’s a beautiful world. Broken and beautiful. Sad and crazy and completely insane and beautiful. Filled with hurt and confusion and even horror… but shimmering too with the beauty of a creation about to be redeemed. I believe that. It would be madness not to.

And over and through it all, this plays like a chorus in my mind… “But take heart! I have overcome the world.” (John 16:33)

the good life

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