I found myself saying this phrase today. It was couched in an afternoon so thick with redemption that you could smell Jesus.
He’s crazy like that, you know.
Crazy enough to bring together a babysitter and a little girl, now in grown up bodies, to share story.
Stories of Harm, and stories of goodness, with silly stories of the every day mixed between.
History, we call it; the stories of Long Ago. This was a space for “her-story”. Infinitely more sacred, and raw and it’s beauty and pain.
These two crazy fishermen were talking one day. Probably the one was asking the other why in the world he had given up the business, when it had been in the family for generations. And all that, to follow a new guy in town that people said was crazy?! Definitely illegitimate at the very least. And in a place where bloodlines matter, that was unforgivable.
And what did the smelly fisherman say?
Come. And. See.
aspen circle near snow bowl, Flagstaff, Arizona
I don’t like mornings.
Never have. Never (?) will.
But I have two kids who have run cross country. And babies who like to greet their mamas (and the midwife) as the sun comes up.
I used to work nights, as a nurse. It wasn’t all bad. I would go to bed as other people got up. And on the off nights I could stay up as late as possible.
It generally takes me an hour to reconcile myself to the inevitable reality that the day has begun. Once I am past that, I feel quite cheerful.
Sone people like sunrises; I prefer sunsets. I would like sunrises, I think, if they showed up at a different time of day.
Today I walked while the kids ran. I am up to more than half a mile! If you know the long story, that in itself is a miracle.
I saw tiny purple flowers, unnoticed amidst the grass. Four raindrops hit me. (In the desert?!) And when I sat under a tree to rest, I saw this on the ground beneath my feet.
And so for today, I am grateful.
To be up. To be able to walk. To be alive. To see.
Enjoy your morning!
I wonder, for you, what is life giving? And what is life depleting?
Life giving right now looks like:
- Walks to the canal with a pug
- Coloring intricate patterns
- The glow of the salt lamp
- Hot tea
- A tiny lunchbox of fruit/nuts
- Listening to Adrian’s poem
- Photos from Turkey
- A box from Oregon
- Stories of school
- Cooking fresh CSA greens
- Phoning in to the Mystics
- Acupuncture, craniosacral
- Chiropractic, reiki
- A friend sitting in the parlor
- Desert blossoms
Life depleting realities:
- Being alone day in & day out
- Not tolerating sunlight
- Fluorescent lights
- Doctors, doctors, doctors
- Predictions or prognosis
- One handed folding clothes
- No driving
- Far away friends
- Missing feeling mama bellies
- An arm that can’t feel pain
As my own tank gets drained with this second list, I must choose.
What do you choose today during Lent…the long journey to life?