April Reflection
Bonjour everyone, thanks for stopping by. Part of me misses Instagram and Facebook for the immediate responses and likes, comments, etc… But the bigger part of me doesn’t miss it for the time I would often waste there and how rarely it seemed to make me feel good about myself. Haha! Let’s just say it was a move in a very good direction for my mental and spiritual health for this particular season of life. I’m sure I’ll get back there one day, but for now, I’m enjoying the slow stroll along blog lane… thanks for walking with me. Enjoy some reflection from April. Again, I receive these monthly reflection questions from Emily P. Freeman who has the book and podcast called The Next Right Thing :
Where did you see God in April?
When did you laugh out loud in April?
What is one word to describe what you hope for as we move into May?
1. Where I saw God in April.
I could not stop thinking about this promise to me that God never leaves me and never forgets me (Hebrews 13:5, Deuteronomy 31:6, Joshua 1:5). I was so tired in April. At one point, we thought I may have had Covid. I didn’t, thankfully. I was just overwhelmed, but I saw the Lord be faithful to His promise. He was always with me (and still is) and sustained me (and still does). Daphné approves.
2. When I laughed out loud in April.
So, this actually happened on May 1st. We’ll just pretend it was April 32nd…haha! Daphné, Django and I were face timing with Pierre and Nancy in Paris. We all miss them, of course. I had my computer on my lap with Daphné and Django on either side of me on the couch. Daphné and I were the only ones in the screen at this point, but then in the corner of my eye, I saw some white skin. To my utter surprise, Django was standing on the couch mooning the screen. I have no idea where he learned this or if it was his intention. Mamie was giggling. Papi was crying from laughing so hard. Django was cracking himself up. Daphné was laughing, and I was conflicted between wanting to pull up his undies to cover his little bunzolas and crying along with Papi from pure joy and hilariousness. Laughing is so good. It was a hard day. Django’s funny buns made it all better.
3. The word to describe what I hope for as we move into May.
Spring. A word that brings me joy. I really like this season. The weather is warmer but not yet super, sticky, humid hot. The flowers bring me joy. (Above: Django enjoys watering Mamie’s flowers.) The kids start wearing their cute t-shirts that have been put away for a few months. My face starts getting a little sun-kissed. Laundry dries so fast on the balcony. There is a sense of hope in this season for me. And this particular spring is exceptionally exciting because we get to look forward to our trip to California in June! Tonio, me, Daphné and Django will be leaving on a jet plane to LA… woohoo!
Thanks for caring about reflection. I do hope you take some time to reflect on your April/early May.
Love Linz