“Let there be spaces in your togetherness, and let the winds of the heavens dance between you.
Love one another but make not a bond of love: let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.”
‘Broken Vessels (Amazing Grace)’, ‘Spirit Break Out’, ‘Freedom Reigns’, ‘How Great Is Our God’, and ‘Beautiful One’- he strummed through them all for six straight days, committing their chords to memory. He was asked to lead worship at our church’s Old Cloverdale location each Sunday in December so he’s on a Mission to get prepared. He wound up singing himself hoarse, but I know he loved every minute of it.
Not long ago, we were talking about how he’s got his guitar in his hands more often than he does not, and how it pulls at him whenever he’s not playing it. In that conversation, he told me he feels like he doesn’t make music because he wants to, he feels like he makes it because he has to. Meaning, it doesn’t feel like a choice. Playing guitar, he said, feels as essential to his survival as breathing.
I loved that…and I knew exactly what he meant. While I can’t relate to that particular tug (it’s one of the spaces in our togetherness, I guess), I can definitely relate when it comes to blogging, creating, and taking pictures. A blank page triggers a different kind of aliveness in me, and these days, capturing moments for keeps feels fulfilling, and almost automatic. I’m not saying my “art” is for everyone, I’m just saying that my spirit wakes up yearning to create, and capture, and string letters into words.
Whatever that is, I don’t think it would let me take a day off even if I wanted to.
And now since we’re on the subject of snapping and sharing, you have just *got* to come in and see this adorable Fish Camp.
The master bedroom was my favorite. It used to be a one-car garage, but now two tiny steps lead down to a bedroom completely covered in white-painted beadboard, and there’s a small half bath off to one side.
Oh, and please excuse the grainy pics. It was overcast that day, and I didn’t have my tripod with me, so it was hard to get super bright/clear photos.
I’ve got a thing for clever storage, angled walls, pitched ceilings, and sunken rooms, and the space planning nut in me was absolutely smitten with the layout in this room. I mean, a bookshelf-lined “foyer” built out around the outside of the bathroom door- creating the perfect place for a flatscreen TV that sits straight out in front of the king-sized bed? GENIUS!
And don’t even get me started on the office space you walk through on your way to the master bedroom. Another pitched ceiling, more white-painted beadboard, and more storage at almost every single turn!
I’ve got an appointment with the walls here at our house tomorrow, to see if any of them can work any harder like that. 😉 Oh gosh, and that sweet little lobster pink door! How fun is that?!
The kitchen is super cute, too. And looky there- more clever (wine glass) storage above the sink:
I’m pretty sure it’s impossible to feel anything other than cheerful in a room that is outfitted with a handpainted tile backsplash, hex tile countertop, yellow & white checkerboard floor, vintage sink and cornflower blue cabinet doors. (Jane Coslick, you sure know how to happy-up a place!)
Another nifty thing I noticed was that there was always a place to hang things. I would be standing somewhere- towel, or jacket, or purse in hand, and BOOM. There was always a hook for me to hang it on.
Aside from the row of four by the front door, our house is currently very hookless, so I’m feeling like I need a few more hooks in my life today.
Baits, no, but hooks, yes. 😉