Thursday, April 5, 2018

Sometimes I need
only to stand
wherever I am
to be blessed.

Mary Oliver

On this quiet morning when no air compressor assaults the silence, when Gerry is off at men’s meeting, and I sip coffee and gaze at the grandeur of the hills across the valley, I feel blessed.

Later, when it’s noisy and busy and my list of to-do things starts to pile up again, when I’m tempted to worry about this or that, when words that are spoken grate, when I feel anything but blessed; I will still be as blessed as I am in this moment.

It doesn’t depend on circumstances. It doesn’t depend on everything going the way I think it should. (In retrospect, how grateful I am that things don’t always go as I think they should. I’m not anywhere near smart enough to think I could direct this thing called life.)

And so I return to rest in the shelter of my Creator; blessed, knowing that the boundaries within which I live have, indeed, fallen to me in pleasant places.

Soli Deo gloria.

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Simple happy.

Mining for gold in God’s word with friends.

Coffee dates.

Text messages.

Gifted teachers.

Slow cookers.

Thanks so much for stopping by. I'm here early most mornings with one of my photos and a few words about life and those thin places where faith intersects.
  1. I sometimes go outside my abode, when nobody else is quite up yet (or at least not many)…4:30, 5:00 a.m. and just stand there and listen to the quiet. It’s pretty awesome. I am a real early bird, and I am blessed that I have these moments…and can recognize them as moments. I agree on “gifted teachers.” I work in Teacher Ed at my university, and I’ve seen hundreds of gifted teacher candidates, I have worked with hundreds of gifted teachers.

    1. Karen, I love that you are intentional about seeking and appreciating those precious moments. They keep us grounded.

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