gratitude
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The sky is blue on my birthday morning. White still clings to trees and layers the earth. The sun will melt it off. What a beautiful day to be alive. It’s not about my birthday. It’s about being alive today. Recently I heard this phrase and I can’t stop thinking about it. “I don’t want… Continue reading
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it is good (2)
It’s both/and, not either/or. Both the spiritual and physical, wrapped into one, as God intended. In the beginning, why did God place us in a garden (whether it’s a literal story or not is irrelevant) instead of a detached “heavenly” or “spiritual” space if the physical is less significant? Apparently, the physical matters to God,… Continue reading
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it is good (1)
Sometimes I find myself feeling a little guilty for enjoying my life and loving my humanity. Do you ever feel this way? I love living in the mountains. This lifestyle isn’t about winning or being better or the best or constantly pushing boundaries. It’s about appreciation and enjoyment, reflection and sustainability, gratitude. And just as… Continue reading
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Week 50: more
I’ve heard it, I’ve prayed it: “More Lord, more God, we ask for more…” If we come to God wanting “more” and receive nothing–no inspiration, feeling, experience, emotion, change, result, or answer–it’s still worthwhile. God is still worth it. We do not “need” anything from God (hear me out here). We already have what we… Continue reading
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Week 46 / 47: meanwhile
Meanwhile: “in the intervening period of time” The word “meanwhile”… in the meantime, not yet, in between… Do you ever feel in a perpetual state of “meanwhile”? Waiting and hoping but always only that—waiting and hoping without seeing or knowing what you’re waiting and hoping for. For some of us, it’s something (or someone) very… Continue reading
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Week 21: family
Week 21: family I took the four day weekend over Memorial Day to visit my family in PA. Hours of mask wearing in quiet airports and on half empty planes — all for my family. The first moments of reunion are always the most special (especially after an eight month gap); the first words most… Continue reading