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Lent/Thursday, April 11, 2019 Psalm 121 🌟

I really like Psalms.

This is the 121st one…

I will lift up my eyes to the mountains;

From where shall my help come?

My help comes from the Lord,

Who made heaven and earth.

He will not allow your foot to slip;

He who keeps you will not slumber.

Behold, He who keeps Israel

Will neither slumber nor sleep.

The Lord is your keeper;

The Lord is your shade on your right hand.

The sun will not smite you by day,

Nor the moon by night.

The Lord will protect you from all evil;

He will keep your soul.

The Lord will guard your going out and your coming in

From this time forth and forever.

Amen.

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Lent/ Wednesday, April 10, 2019 -Black Holes and Other Gifts

The discovery of a black hole dominates the news today. It is newsworthy. Exciting. Breathtaking. Yet, think about how many people missed the memo. Shrugged it off. Didn’t care. Didn’t wonder or give it a second thought.

Are you in the I told you so camp or the Hmmmm one or the WOW one? Or… What black hole??

Regardless of which camp you land in above, the fact is we are learning more about our universe every day. Think of the people called to do the work. Their breakthroughs. Amazement. Plans to share the info with a world. A WORLD!

How will we be different because of this new knowledge today? How will our actions change now? Will we read more? Research more? Be more avid communicators?

Will our sense of possibility exponentially multiply?

We were given a gift today. So much to know. So much to ask about. So much to be witness to.

Don’t miss it in the busyness of life. Give yourself time to consider the gift of knowledge we were given today.


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Lent//Monday 4/8/2019 Walking in Wonder

Only people who understand synchronicity will understand this post fully.

I do not understand how or why things happen the way they do, but I know when I am walking on a path that is right. I recognize it within the pages of this book…

Bits of paint and coffee stains on the outside. Inside, almost every page I’ve read so far has an underline or note I’ve written. I decided tonight it’s destined for the re-read pile, and I’m not even halfway in.

Not because it’s hard reading. It’s easy. It’s beautiful. Poetic. Deep, but deep like a comforting blanket or warm sunshine on your back that you feel is just right. The kind of book you dole out to yourself in pieces because you want it to last.

When I chose this book at the beginning of Lent, I did not know William Stafford’s words would greet me here…or Wendell Berry’s…or sweet Saint Therese. And who knows who else because the surprises keep coming. But as I say: synchronicity.

Tonight, I read a section on landscape. Without any mention of it in the text, I was in my beloved New Mexico. I felt transported by John O’Donohue ‘s words. Maybe if you read it, the words will take you to a different landscape, a place that is your place of knowing.

O’Donohue writes:

“…there is no repetition in a landscape. Every stone, every tree, every field is a different place. When your eye begins to become attentive to this panorama of differentiation, then you realize what a privilege it is to actually be here.”

Walk in wonder.


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Lent-Sunday 5/ Seeds and Storms

I’m writing this as thunder continues to rattle the windows of my little house. It’s been a strange weather day…stormy, sunny, stormy…like a record on repeat.

In between storms but accompanied by distant thunder, I transplanted this little camellia

this morning.

That’s it in front of a weathered brick that was part of my folks’ old farmhouse porch. The camellia “volunteered” this year…one lone shoot in front of a towering bush that’s been on the place for about a century. Yeah. They like it here.

So, off I went to dig it up because we have had rain. A lot of it. But even though we have, it was no easy thing digging this baby up. The root system was not what I expected. It was horizontal and spread out several inches in both directions.

Finally, though, I met success, and the new seedling starts its new life at the beginning of my driveway. There are plenty of pine needles and similar soil to where it had been living a few hundred yards away, so hopefully I’ll see growth in this new location.

All the while digging, pulling, chopping, and cajoling this plant to release its first home, I thought how many of us are just like that. Fixed. Solid. Secure. No problem. Growing fine.

But…how about a little change? Total fight. Ha

Maybe I’m thinking too deep. It’s just a plant, after all. But it made me happy to dig it up and move it to a place where it can shine on its own. And even this wacky weather blessed it by holding back the rain until I closed the back door. Then? Torrential rain ensued.

I took it as a hearty Amen. 🌱 🌧

What are you planting this season? I hope it grows well. ❤️


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Friday’s Five 4/5/2019

So much more than five good things this week…because we know we will find the good things when we look. And look, we must.

Birthdays 🎉 I celebrated well and felt much love and goodness from people who mean a great deal to me. Cards, texts, videos, messages. And a special toast with my son. 🍻

Children 👶🏼 I’ve seen my grandchildren this week, laughed with them, listened to them…the latest coined word is “flappers” (AKA flip flops) and I missed you. Oh my…that little sentence…

Clover ❤️ It is blooming garnet on the roadsides and brings my parents to mind. My father the farmer, and my mother the caretaker of photographing the beauty so we would always remember.

Mail 💌 I was a fortunate recipient of a lot of good messages this week. Is there anything nicer than getting real mail? It ranks way up there for me.

Candles 🕯 My daughter lit a candle for me in a church in Greece on my birthday. I lit one the same day in a park in a little town named Hope. My heart lifted with each strike of light.

So much more good, and I am acutely aware that the realization of seeing goodness is not common to all. So, I am grateful I see it.

I hope you do, too.