I think seasons are one of God’s biggest displays of creativity. They give us permission to experience our own seasons and so gently signal the coming of change. They allow for all of the transition and transformation of fall, the stillness and serenity of winter, the awakening and vibrancy of spring, to the freedom and foolishness of summer. Seasons remind us that change is constant, I can count on change and therefore I don’t have to be afraid of it.
2. Love Ballads
I swear there is nothing more cathartic than singing along to classics like Celine’s “It’s All Coming Back To Me Now”. In another life, I like to think I could have been a singer of Whitney Houston or Celine Dion’s caliber. These good ole’ gals really knew how to belt it out. They’re perfect for blasting in the car with the windows down, for girls nights in dancing around the kitchen in your pajamas, and for after a break up when you just need a really good cry. Their ballads tell us the grandest of love stories and for when we don’t have the words, these songs give us all the right ones.
3. Red Lipstick
Wearing red lipstick makes me feel bold and sassy, like I could take on the world. Something about the act of putting it on – bending over slightly getting real close to the mirror, slowly tracing the shape of my lips careful not to go outside the lines, then smacking them together for good measure – is sexy and feminine. Sometimes on a rough day or a slow morning I put it on like armor, proclaiming “Here I am world, bring it on!” Red lips make a statement, and I love them for that. We shouldn’t be afraid to be seen.
All of them. Platonic, romantic, spiritual, and familial. Old friends that fit like an old pair of jeans having been with me on all of my adventures, debauchery, and hard growing up and still choose to stick around and new friends who’ve decided they’ll stick around eager and excited to do life together. We were created with an innate desire for connection. As humans, we are relational in our nature. Each relationship plays a vital and irreplaceable role in our lives – they teach us more about God, more about ourselves, and more about how to love people.
5. The First Snow
Being from Arizona, I am still absolutely enchanted by the sight of snow. The most magical of mornings is the one after the first big storm of the year. Snow capped rooftops, a thick white blanket covering the front yard, and the dusting of what looks like powdered sugar over the mountains bring me an overwhelming sense of peacefulness. Those first silent moments of morning where the world looks untouched like after a snow globe settles, and the air stings inside your chest requiring you to clutch a warm cup of jo, are full of majesty and delight. Oh, let it snow!
Lindsey is a twentysomething joy seeking, coffee drinking, lover of the written word. She’s passionate for Jesus and the awesome life He has to offer students. She lives in Westminster, CO and when not at her day job she coaches high school JV pom and leads middle school girls at a local church. Keep up with Lindsey through her blog lindseyannw.wordpress.com or on twitter @lindzzann!