i just realized today that last year when i was in Nepal i was always looking for beauty in the world around me - perhaps inspired by the depraved environment of poverty in which i was living. today i am living in abundance and i have a hard time seeing beauty in it. God, restore my vision, open my eyes.
i don't usually get one-on-one time with the kids but today for whatever reason the second van i took to school was just me and Jacob. it was me and Jacob in a fifteen passenger van on the snowy, narrow roads to elementary school. right after we pulled out of the parking lot "Feliz Navidad" came on the radio. i love Christmas music and this is one of my favorites, so i turned it up. and we just sang along with all our hearts, Jacob more confidently on the English verses. i looked back in the rearview mirror and Jacob was bobbing his head, looking around with light-hearted delight. there was no pretense, no fighting, just singing together. and then it hit me, this is it, this is my life, my lot, this is me communing with little Jacob, and this is God showing up and delighting in us. God, i long to live each minute, as a moment pregnant with life and new beginnings, give me fresh eyes and a fresh voice to sing along with you, oh God, as you did to us this morning.
Think of all you would have missed if not for the journey, and know that the true worth of your travels lies not in where you come to be at journey's end, but in who you come to be ALONG THE WAY.
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
warm december wind
today on my to work, the wind was warm on my face. it's the beginning of December and I live down the street from a couple 14,000ft peaks and the wind was warm today. the sky had streaks of pink and orange, spotted with sky scrapers. i spaced out and took a wrong turn and ended up running into a friend who was also biking to work so we went on together. i don't know why i never write anymore. maybe i haven't noticed enough sunsets and the wind has been too cold on my cheeks for me to look up at the sky.
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