friday || 9.25.15

A few of my favorite things: 

01 || This recipe for No-Bake Peanut Butter Bars

02 || This darling set of Global Greetings Stationary from Rifle Paper Co. arrived in my mailbox yesterday, care of my sweet and thoughtful friend, Beth. I am eager to write some letters.

03 || AK's bedroom has been coming together little by little over the past few months. It's awfully sweet getting to create an inspiring, comforting space for my daughter. I'd like to find a pillow with "you are my sunshine" printed on it for her bed since that's been one of our nighttime songs for her from her first swaddled night. I found these two on etsy -- one and two.

04 || Joy Williams' new album, Venus

05 || My adored Julie friend and her heart sharing.

06 || My lovely friend, Kacey, shared this John Newton hymn on Instagram the other day and  it has been on my mind ever since......

I asked the Lord that I might grow
In faith, and love, and every grace;
Might more of His salvation know,
And seek, more earnestly, His face.

‘Twas He who taught me thus to pray,
And He, I trust, has answered prayer!
But it has been in such a way,
As almost drove me to despair.

I hoped that in some favored hour,
At once He’d answer my request;
And by His love’s constraining pow’r,
Subdue my sins, and give me rest.

Instead of this, He made me feel
The hidden evils of my heart;
And let the angry pow’rs of hell
Assault my soul in every part.

Yea more, with His own hand He seemed
Intent to aggravate my woe;
Crossed all the fair designs I schemed,
Blasted my gourds, and laid me low.

Lord, why is this, I trembling cried,
Wilt thou pursue thy worm to death?
“‘Tis in this way, the Lord replied,
I answer prayer for grace and faith.

These inward trials I employ,
From self, and pride, to set thee free;
And break thy schemes of earthly joy,
That thou may’st find thy all in Me.”

07 || I'm searching for a cozy plaid scarf, my friends. Any grand suggestions? 

As I write this at my desk, coffee in hand and nibbling on pumpkin chocolate chip bread, I'm listening to Little's imagination at work, homemade bread is baking away for dinner tonight, I'm dreaming about the irish beef stew that is going to accompany the aforementioned bread, the weekend is opening its cozy arms once again, and I'm reminded just how full and sweet this life I'm living is.

"time stands still best in moments that look significantly like ordinary life."

Happiest of Fridays to you, lovelies. Savor all those wonderful little pieces of living.