I’ve not said much here lately. I’ve had a lot going on in my head. I think I needed a bit of time to catch my breath and think about a few things. I guess I’ve had a season of personal growth but I’m not sure how to put it all into words. My take away is that: Life is Big. I know, profound, huh? I’ve spent the last few weeks feeling so incredibly blessed by the people around me and the life I am so fortunate to get to lead.
Tuesday night we learned that one of our fellow crafter’s children has a terminal genetic problem. It is sharp blow for us in the group and all of us are searching for the right way to support our friend. Watching Becky deal with this and talk about it is so far beyond inspirational I think she might has single-handedly created a whole new category for mother bravery. If these are the times we learn what we are made of, Becky is made of amazing stuff indeed.
Spring is starting to happen. Finally. The Bradford pear trees have exploded into solid white overnight. Liza has asked twice a day for a week when we will hunt Easter eggs. Sunday is Easter, ending my first ever Lenten practice. I never thought I would undertake Lent and certain not give up what I gave up but I am so glad that I did. It has made my days richer and fuller in ways I haven’t completely processed yet. But I know that I am thankful. So thankful.
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Oh my. I already gleaned that Becky was made of amazing stuff, but … damn. I said this a couple weeks ago, but it’s still true: while we mourn with those who mourn, and weep with those who weep, and rejoice with those who rejoice, I sure don’t feel like I’m getting to do enough rejoicing lately. I am, unfortunately, doing a lot of the other two.
This too shall be made right.
Just no adequate words, Misty. Your post was quite humbling. First, my thoughts and prayers are with your friend, Becky and her family.
I’m so glad your first Lenten practice experience was a good one. Richard Foster wrote a wonderful book, Celebration of Discipline. For me it was an invitation to begina a practice (or practices) fostering an open heart, in the same way as the Lenten discipline. Your post reminds me it’s time to reread it. I’ve been through this Lent without focusing on all the things for which I am thankful.
And finally, I was so touched by the photo of Stephen and Liza. Beautiful.
Geof: I know, right?
Liza: I love that book. LOVE. THAT. BOOK. I’ve read it 3 or 4 times and it changed the way I thought about my faith. It’s certainly had a profound affect on how I practice.
Misty, it’s so much easier to be strong when you are surrounded by the support and friendship of people like you and the rest of the wonderful women I have had the privilege of friending. Thank you for being such amazing people!
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