Well friends, this is officially my 99th post! For a girl that quits and gives up most things before I barely begin, that’s a pretty impressive feat. I can’t say all 99 posts have been fabulous or interesting, but my chins and I thank you for sticking around!
(please feel free to laugh at my expense.)
Can I just say that while I occasionally feel shame over the narcissistic tendencies that blogging reveals, I am seriously enjoying this process of sharing and revealing our lives. Like… I just love it. And while I think I would continue even if no one ever read a word, thanks for reading my words.
For my 100th post I want to offer my children a blessing. They are, after all, my favourite subject matter, so it seems fitting to dedicate #100 to Rusty and the Bug. The speaker at Fair Havens last week talked about starting this tradition with our children, to speak good and godly words into their lives, and share with them our aspirations for them (based on the giftings we see in them). I can remember my parents telling me many times growing up that my name meant “Christ-like” and while I will never achieve that most high goal… “Far away there in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them, but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow where they lead.” (Louisa May Alcott) I want to paint those beautiful and hopeful pictures for my own children.