Instead of last year, it has now been three years but as I reflect and take stock of my love of life, I'm forever reminded of this foundational fact: I will always be more when I am less. Red Pencil I have this red pencil in my makeup bag. It was left there from a stint I did in the hospital last year. I look at it and think: sadness, hopelessness, dependency…. Sounds depressing. And it is. Why keep it? Have you ever been on the side of want? Wanting so badly, you ache? Have you ever had to bring yourself to “humble” with the act of asking? Stripped of the little control you’re pretty sure you had? Cried b/c you’re so desperate, it’s humiliating? This is why I keep it. To remind me of my want. Ultimately, my surrender….. Remind me of the place my now should hold. So, a little bit of background…. Had back surgery. Have been in bed for 5 days… lots of pain a...
Unmasking my reality. Absorbing each moment. Attempting to bring calm into my chaos. Learning to trust God. In this breezy, heavy, honest, green, sometimes dark and sometimes hopeful place, there is the working out of my soul. I am clearly weak. Christ remains strong. This story is still being written…