I read once that life is just a series of repetitious happenings, you breath in, you breath out. Your heart beats on and on and on... you get up, you work, you play, you love, you sleep, you get up and do it again. Every-thing we do is repetition. It has been this way all of your life, all of my life, with very few variations.

As my friend Jason says, "wash, rinse.. repeat".

So, why do we have trouble dealing with that? Why can't we just find the beauty in the mundaneness of it all and be content??

Sometimes, I can. I really can.

Today as we were driving back from a dentist appointment in Ardmore (an hour and a half away from home) I looked out over the Oklahoma landscape and my first thought was "man, it is ugly out there", then I stopped myself and looked again with eyes that were looking for beauty and I saw a barrenness that in it's own way was beautiful. The starkness of the bare trees against the pale sky. The acres upon acres upon miles of uninterrupted openness that is Oklahoma cattle country. And, if you really look at it, it is beautiful.

I believe if we just take the time and look with eyes that want to see the beauty of it, we can find beauty in our mundane lives because in our own way we are living it and that makes it beautiful. If you just listen closely to how silly a 13 year old can be or how joyous a young girl's laugh sounds or if you notice how deeply and solidly your husband loves his family, without question or doubt and that my friends is beauty.