a Sweat shirt
When we have a daily threshold moment, however it may look for us, it teaches us the humility of our own edges. We learn the limits of our competency and capacity. Rest becomes not an enemy or a weakness but the natural result of a life lived honestly and courageously with the Divine.
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The Way Has Been Made
If you are looking for a way into life today, a way to work with grace and love others with courage and perseverance, the lever that you’re looking for is this simple phrase: the way has already been made.
Lawn Care and the Smell of Memories
Memories, in fact, make us who we are. We have no idea who God is, who we are, and what life can and should be without the woven stories of our recollection.
As I smell motor oil, I remember my uncle. I remember the things I learned since being a child around all the carcasses of cars yet to start again. The hurts, the disorientation that came as I lived longer in the Midwest than in my native South, I remember them.
The parting of my parents.
I remember my and Holley’s wedding.
When our daughter came crashing into the world after a brief and petrifying medical intervention.
It is all part of me, it makes me who I am.