6 weeks in the Big D!
I love our home, it's finally home...we are unpacked, painted, pictures hung...I will post visual aids soon of course. I eat breakfast on our front porch every morning...it's dreamy.
In the name of missional living, we had all our neighbors over for ice cream sundaes last night. It was an incredible opportunity to get to know them and open ourselves up to loving and serving them. They are an eclectic group of people for sure, old and young, married and single, straight and gay, christian and athiest. God has already given me a love for each one of them. Once they left I looked at Eric and said "baby, we aren't in the burbs anymore" and smiled.
Pray that God shows us how to love them like 1 John commands.
by the way, I heart the 8 minute walk to work :)
Monday, July 20, 2009
Thursday, July 2, 2009
a day to write...
i have renamed my blog because there is something holy about quiet days. i don't just mean a day off from work, i mean the kind of days where the demands of life can't touch you...days absent of noise from the world:
no errands
no alarm
no housework
no unrealistic expectations
no email
no bill paying
rather:
music plays
books are read
movies critiqued
philosophy with tea
dessert for breakfast
dreams conspire
there are things about quiet days that must be captured and held closely to get you through the next week...a quiet to keep.
i have days like these once a week, truly i do. they are fought for and have required unreal amounts of discipline, but they come around every week like a glass of lemonade on a hot afternoon. refreshing, restoring, renewing. i leave these days inspired and eager to live life fully. i have recently decided to use these days as a common thread in my writing and to briefly share to whomever the moments that make up my quiet days.
no errands
no alarm
no housework
no unrealistic expectations
no email
no bill paying
rather:
music plays
books are read
movies critiqued
philosophy with tea
dessert for breakfast
dreams conspire
there are things about quiet days that must be captured and held closely to get you through the next week...a quiet to keep.
i have days like these once a week, truly i do. they are fought for and have required unreal amounts of discipline, but they come around every week like a glass of lemonade on a hot afternoon. refreshing, restoring, renewing. i leave these days inspired and eager to live life fully. i have recently decided to use these days as a common thread in my writing and to briefly share to whomever the moments that make up my quiet days.
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