New Life Out Of Old

This morning when I was walking around, I had no intention of taking pictures but when I saw this pear tree blooming, and the title of this post popped into my head, "New life out of old." I knew I needed to get my camera and take some pictures. I guess that is what spring is new life. No matter how hard the winter might have been seeing new life always changes my focus.

I read this today. My house, my kitchen, my desk, my very body are meant to be holy places in this world for the eternal God. ( From All That Was Every Ours. p.9) I thought about it some more and I thought, When God created the world, it was brand new, and sin had not yet entered it, God made Adam and He put Adam in the garden. The place that was most perfect in the whole world was a garden. I am always so happy that I am a gardener. My head just seems to clear and this time of year, I think I am happiest watching winter begin to change into spring. 
When I was a young Mom, wife, all of the things that go with finding yourself in a place that life had not trained you for, sure I knew how to work in the workplace. But staying home day in and day out with a baby and no one to talk to, I guess it is sort of a identity crisis. So when I found Elisabeth Elliot and she told me that my work was a holy vocation. The world began to change for me those values I had held onto so tightly, I was suddenly shown the world that my grand mothers had excelled at seemed to make the most sense.

Maybe this stuff is on my mind, as I watch my daughter struggle with having a boyfriend vs being single. She doesn't want my life, she likes her life with college, her job, having her own money, and her schedule and doing what she wants. She doesn't understand that choosing to give up sometimes is the way to freedom.
I don't suppose I can explain it very well, but choosing to live your life for other people can be rewarding and can have it's own trials and pain and heartache but it also has its own beauty and fulfillment and joy. Because
sometimes life is about giving up our old life so that new life can blossom.

I didn't come in here to write this, my fingers sometimes just do their own thing. I was going to write a different kind of post.
Well, it is Saturday and it is beautiful outside. I hope you have a wonderful Saturday,
~Kim~