As I trekked through this week, first week of school with kids....I realized vulnerabilities are essential to experiencing the joys and heartaches of living. Reminding myself I married Scott 25 years ago, not really knowing him, but knew it would be an adventure. As I soared through my flurry of mind-activity, I got angry that I ever wanted adventure....what was I thinking? Give me safety, security...throw some adventure, without much risk, and life would be grand.
That simply got me a "hummmm..." response. As I travel this mid-life journey, experiencing things that great physicians told us about Katie and her quality of life would never happen. Well, "hummm!" Meeting she and gracie for their senior pictures, among a huge senior clas and roar of kids, not having a panic attack....not just making it happen but living that moment with excellence, now that's adventure. Having my friend who teaches cosmotology travel with me to give a special treat to their day, well, living life exceedingly. That's the story, right?
Scott training for a new job...seeing a mother with 3 little ones and experiencing god move in his soul. Befriending her as a stranger...praying for her...living abundantly as Laura story writes "what if my blessings come through raindrops..." The story continues with us or without us.
My long time friend comes to mind...we sit miles apart, sipping coffee and experiencing god's grace as we share life. How is this possible? The daily manna, newly given mercies for the days events and god knowing us. Deeply being aquatinted with our every needs....
Yes, hairbrushes and quick fixes for makeup- seniors photos....Sophia's 4th grade teacher being her "blessing for the week"...sharing failures with a friend who hears, loves and grabs your hand...no judgement here, let's go!
Our god does see us, offers us tidbits of hope scattered like petals...sweet smells of a happy moment, cooler breezes blowing, walking at dusk and even swatting away the gnats...these offer exceedingly above what I could ask or think.
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