“don’t try to scale the heights to find god. look in the depths. where people suffer, among the poor, the hungry, the abused – there is jesus christ.” ~ rich nathan when everyday is privilege, why celebrate any day? if everyday is luxury, why shoot fireworks off into the sky? the fourth of july
the sky is grey and still we drive towards the shore. “i think it’s starting to rain. are you guys sure you want to go?” “mom. it’s the beach.” he tells me deadpan. “we are wearing bathing suits. they can get wet.” four year old logic explains it to me. we swim and it sprinkles.
there is so much sunlight now. every morning, every night. i wake up feeling like i’ve overslept even though it’s 6 am. i kind of miss the dark night and dark mornings. summer is upon us. i’m adjusting to the light, to the sun. i’m coming out of hibernation to find my three children looking
for all the days of wandering, i’m struggling just to keep up with little things – dishes, packing for the next trip out of town, writing… today i’m letting go of getting it all together and trying not to let it worry me. there are wildflowers growing right now that never will be looked upon,
all the time god is trying to make us do our duty as obscure people. ~ o. chambers sometimes i enjoy carrying the weight of my small world on my own shoulders. i’m wholly unfit for the task, but that doesn’t seem to bother me. i snap at small children and forget my face can