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How We Rest

“There I sat, opening, emptying, and resting. In that 30-minute ferry ride and while fully awake, I felt as though I had a deep, soul-cleansing nap.”

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The unexpected gift

This test is also a gift; an opportunity to reflect on gratitude. I find myself grateful for the things that I, like so many others, take for granted.

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Today I Know Joy

“I could have named more. Stopping, thinking, and naming my joys has brought to light all that is wonderful in my life. There is so much now that is challenging, difficult and less than ideal, with so much that is outside of my control.”

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A Light to Me

“I am not sure we are out of the dark tunnel of this year, but I feel our collective chins lifting. We continue to walk together. The circle of light at the end of the tunnel is getting bigger with springtime, vaccinations, and accountability. The darkness is yielding, and the shadows are lifting.”

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Newness

I am not sure I went out looking for the resurrected Christ in my day, but glimpses of that new hope and creation were everywhere. 

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God is Right Here

“The whole time, there had been these tiny lights illuminating my way. I just did not notice them before, as I stubbled, bubbled and fumbled in the dark. But now, I no longer needed confidence in myself to find my way back, I had the assurance of knowing that my path would be lit.”

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Giving into Lent

“For Lent, I am going to give into being dust. In a way, that is giving up something. It is giving up the hard and marbleized parts of who I am, whether formed over decades or just this last year.”

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Thrive!

“As hard as this is, I know others around me suffer greater strains with joblessness, food insecurity, home-schooling children, worrying about aging parents, etc. I know I am not alone when I say, “how did I get here?”. And yet here I am in this exiled life.”

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The Waters

“I think about the times when waves would crash on top of me, suck me into the undertow and tumble me into disorientation. Or the times when waves would catch me by surprise and knock me down.”

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