“Hope Smiles from the threshold of the year to come, Whispering 'it will be happier'...” -Alfred Tennyson

o n e  > t o d a y

t w o  >  s o m e t h i n g  n e w

t h r e e  >  h e a r t

f o u r  >  t h e   v i e w   f r o m   h e r e

f i v e   >   m o v e m e n  t

s i x   >   m i n e 

my mine little brother...is that cheating?

s e v e n   >   s t r e e t 

e i g h t   >   s o m e t h i n g   b e g i n n i n g   w i t h   ' t ' 

tall ship...bought this print at a photo gallery in georgia because i fell in love with the vibrant blues...it was hard to resist the temptation to buy the original.

n i n e   >   p a p e  r

a lot of paper

t e n   >   o n e   o ' c l o c k

last month's photo-a-day challenge was so much fun i looked up one for january. here are the first ten days. hopefully continue this through the year but for now i'm taking it one step at a time. photo challenge courtesy of fatmumslim.com.

Ten days into twenty-thirteen and the year is already throwing a few curve balls my way. Amid the normal day routine of bible study, school, running, chores... pages are unfolding and the stage is being for one heck of year.

Tuesday my mom went to her perinatal specialist for her check up and also for a test by Henry's (aka. the baby's) cardiologist. My mom wrote a post on her blog with all the details but the long and short of it is that there could possible be a hole between two chambers of the baby's heart. Best case scenario, when Mom goes back on February 4th for a repeat sonogram it will turn out to just be a blind spot. Worst case, there is in fact a hole there and he will have to go for open heart surgery when he is a few months old.

Right now I'm living my everyday life. I woke up this morning, spent some time praying and studying God's word, and then set about my chores and school. In a few minutes I'll go for a run, shower, help make dinner, hang out with the family and watch a movie. The earth keeps moving.

Fear and worry are a choice. There may or may not be something seriously wrong with this little one. I could choose to worry but what good would that do? If there is a hole in his heart, it will still be there. And I will have lost the joy I could have experienced by placing it in God's hands. I'm choosing not to fear, not to worry, trusting that Jesus knows best and is in control.

Choosing not to loose the joy of celebrating a new life
Choosing to let it rest in God's hand.
Choosing to believe He knows best and works all things together for good.
Choosing to love without restraint.