I want a garden period. End of story. My house is going to look like a flower garden inside and out. (Dried flowers, pressed, fresh, etc.) But, I want a front yard vegetable garden. It'll bring up good opportunities to share with my neighbors and get to talking with them and be salt and light to them in a mundane thing in life. A dear friend (a new friend!! :D aren't new friends a blessing?) told me about their sweet mother (whom I'd love to meet one day Naomi, if you're reading..) who had this brilliant idea and lived it out. :)
Being a light to the world in the every mundane things of life is going to have to be another post for another time. I have to say right here and now though, that this profoundity didn't come from your feisty red-headed friend-entirely that is. I had the kindling, but the dear new friends of mine were the spark and now there is (slowly) a little fire that increases in size each day within me. It wants to consume me. And soon, it will.
~Lissie
About Me
- Lissie Darcy
- My name's above. It's actually a pen name. There's something exciting and mystical about having a pen name. I like to talk but, I also like to think. Writing seems to help me chew on my thoughts. I think thoughts are taken for granted. Often times I don't think we realize how weighty our thoughts are. Sometimes we don't realize it until we actually process through our thoughts. If you've ever swallowed a chip and felt the sharp pain as it goes all the way down, within those five seconds you really wish you would've taken care to chew you food. What about in life, taking the time to really chew the information we take in? As humans, we take in an enormous amount of information with our five senses. We aren't always aware of this information. God designed our brains amazingly so that we aren't getting distracted by every little bit of it. Writing helps me to process this information a bit. It's my way of chewing on it.
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