“If your daily life seems poor, do not blame it; blame yourself,
tell yourself that you are not poet enough to call forth its riches.”
~ Rainer Maria Rilke
Every year around this time, the lovely Hollywood Housewife does this project called One Day, where she invites us all to spend an entire day photographing the details of life — the mundane bits that make up right now. I’ve wanted to participate for a while, but every year something has gotten in the way.
This year, I was determined. I put my a sticky note on my phone labeled ONEDAYHH!!! so that I would be sure to remember, first thing in the morning, that this was a day to be captured.
I know that there are all sorts of things to be said about the problems with being attached to your iPhone. To always taking pictures and tweeting about things instead of entering into them and being fully part of them. I get that. And in many ways, I agree.
But I also know about Chronos and Kairos. Chronos is about the alarm clock going off too early. About the long, short days — the temper tantrums and the quick-get-your-shoes-on-or-you’ll-miss-the-bus, and the deadlines looming and the waiting for bedtime. But Kairos — Kairos is about what God is doing. About that moment outside of time where everything happens. Where the world stands still and you are noticing it all. The bush is burning, and you are shoes off, seeing it, filled with awe.
And I know that last Wednesday, that wacky little phone with its quick shutter helped me see the Kairos in my everyday Chronos. Instagram — with all of its tricks and filters — didn’t so much “dress up” reality for me. Instead, it helped me see the beauty.
Anyway — feel free to stop reading right here. Go put your own sticky note on your own phone and commit to capture the day. So what if the “official” day is over? You can still play along! Maybe you’ll see your own little glimpse of Kairos in your random, lovely details.
(But you know, if you’re interested in seeing my totally narcissistic collection of photos, feel free to keep scrolling. It’s mostly for you, Mom.)
(Also? You can always follow me on Instagram here!)
First thing in the morning selfie. Only because I’m doing @hollywoodhwife’s #OneDayHH linkup — documenting the details of one entire day. Black and white and filtered because I’m not THAT crazy.
Early reading by light box. Denise Levertov is my current obsession.
Liam is up. And having a tantrum for no reason I can understand. Just like every other lousy morning of Age 3.
When Daddy’s out of town, Dane gets to sleep in Mama’s bed. Early morning snuggles with my oldest.
7:13 and the sun is finally coming up. #nofilter
A boy and his bead project. My 3yo’s favorite morning activity.
Frozen microwave pancakes. To the genius who thought of these — one million thank you’s.
Banished outside because he keeps trying to eat the kids’ breakfast. Sorry Marty.
Lunch box packed and ready to go. Today’s menu: peanut butter sandwich, mini peppers, grapes, string cheese and a chocolate marshmallow cookie for dessert.
He was excited to wear orange to school today for United Against Bullying Day. “Mom, if there’s a bully, I’ll just smile at him, and he won’t know what to do!” I love (and fear for) his tender heart.
Ready for the day. Thank Jesus for chunky sweaters, infinity scarves, and fall boots
Andrew’s out of town, so, naturally, the garage door broke. Can’t even close it manually. Please, no one steal our stuff.
Our sweet church.
If you would have told me seven years ago that I’d be going to a weekly women’s Bible study — and loving it — I would have laughed in your face. Grateful for the grace-filled places God has brought me.
“We need to go to the moon. I’m gonna drive the rocket!” Driving with Mr. Liam.
Mama Friend: the one who comes in, sits down at the table, and starts picking up your 3yo’s sticker explosion like it’s no big thing.
Lunch! Of! Champions!
The kids ate all the Mac and Cheese, so I’m settling for a green (well, brown) smoothie…and some Cheese Puffs to balance things out.
Rest time for Mom, Legos with a friend, and Liam’s latest TV obsession: Harry and His Bucket Full of Dinosaurs.
20-minute nap on the couch with this shaggy thing.
Alright Book 2, you unruly thing . Let’s do this.
Look who made it home from his business trip!
Off to the bus stop to pick up Dane…with some shenanigans on the way.
That time of day when I ask myself, “how in the world did the house get like this?”
Temper tantrum redux
Sitting on the bathroom floor in potty-training solidarity.
A post-tantrum snuggle.
Dane’s stash of necessities for pretend camping in the garage.
On an adventure. The compass was supposed to go in his Christmas stocking, but I buckled and gave it to him early.
Candles lit. Dinner wine poured. Various leftovers in the microwave. #scroungenight
Laid back Wednesday night dinner.
Some days, it’s hard to be five.
The kids are in bed and yelling at me from their rooms. I’m ignoring them, watching #ManhattanLoveStory, and eating all the chips.
Kids are asleep. VICTORY LAP!!!
He is my spirit animal. He usually looks like I feel.
Finishing out the day with some TV with the husband. Andrew and I just finished #parksandrecreation and decided to try #blacklist. But all we can see is Robert California. #theoffice #forever #wewatchtoomuchtv