Trust, but also work your heart out for justice in the world.
Two days ago, on a winter walk, I looked up and saw all the tops of the trees glistening and glowing with reflected sunlight. Earlier fog had descended only as far as the top third of the trees and frozen on every branch and pine needle. It was cold enough that the sunlight hadn’t melted it. It took my breath away.
I offer support to my daughter and her family by babysitting two days a weeks while they work and have kept the kids out of childcare because of Covid. But in addition, I look daily for those ways in which I can respond, care and support someone…
I took a really big leap nearly 20 years ago that led to my current life and it confirmed for me that I can trust moving into the unknown when I just *feel* that God is moving me, body heart & soul, in that direction. So, since then, lots of littler leaps — but I find that just getting up in the morning and receiving the day as gift can also be a leap.
I’ll begin with a time of discernment…
Today, I will intentionally think of my hands and words as healers and be mindful of their healing potential. What they do, touch and even text (!) can be instruments of healing….
Anytime I open my ears, eyes and heart to others – whether those “others” be human or some creature or thing in God’s natural world – new possibilities open. There’s a whole reality out there that I can get a glimpse into – and that just might change my reality, too.
Still and quiet, with a blanket of snow…. Maybe it reflects the season of lying fallow that I feel with the essential isolation of Covid.
I go to the eye doctor annually to get my glasses prescription adjusted as my vision changes… and like that, coming to terms with my mortality is what brings my sense of gratitude into finer and finer focus. I can see everything better. I suppose I could choose to be resentful that this life is going to end; I choose instead to focus clearly on the gift of life and on how grateful I am for it.
A candle, a cup of coffee and cleaning my dog’s bowls so that he has a good start to his day.
Sometimes I think it’s enough just to fear less, and not have to understand more… “Be not afraid….” but just watch and keep our eyes and hearts open, even if we don’t comprehend…
Each morning when I engage in the meditative and gratitude practices I have committed to, it’s almost like an inoculation of grace for the rest of my day. (Guess everything is all about “vaccines” these days, hmm?) But that’s rather how it feels: setting the parameters for the day, and also girding my spirit for the way in which I think God wishes me to go.
Finding joy in these days is about the most counter-cultural and revolutionary thing I can do. It’s an absolute statement of where I find my faith.
By noticing the small things and not taking even the ho-hum times of life for granted.
I can bring forth my most generous self by being grateful for everything I have received without merit… and this helps me want to give and use what’s been given to my hands to steward for helping others, and for supporting organizations that value and support the common good.
For two important men in my life, for my late mom, for daughters who are amazing and interesting women, for a high school teacher who opened my eyes to justice and the “invisible” people around me when my church didn’t. Tip of the iceberg, friends. There are so many to give thanks for….
Remembering that my attitude toward things makes a huge difference in my day. Being grateful and curious no matter the way things are, wondering what I can learn or notice, and remembering too that “this too shall pass…”
Celebration vs. Gratitude ? …. I guess mine is more gratitude than outright celebration (which feels more party-like). I prefer the deeper sense of rooted gratitude which carries me through.
It’s good that you are boundaried about some things and have your limits. 🙂
Howie – I’m not a rower but I have to say that reading through the responses to you especially from the guys who are also rowers, I got a big lift myself this morning from the outpouring and the community here. I thank you for naming the depression that seems to be right behind us – or recurs with regularity or whatever to us. It’s there. But it doesn’t rule and thank you to all you rower-guys for being here on this thread and for all you do for yourselves and...
Howie – I’m not a rower but I have to say that reading through the responses to you especially from the guys who are also rowers, I got a big lift myself this morning from the outpouring and the community here. I thank you for naming the depression that seems to be right behind us – or recurs with regularity or whatever to us. It’s there. But it doesn’t rule and thank you to all you rower-guys for being here on this thread and for all you do for yourselves and one another! And thank you for the new deep breaths I’m taking right now because of you!
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