Have you ever wondered what it felt like for Adam and Eve to wander and play and cultivate and chat and rest in the Garden of Eden? Naked? I have. And when I imagine what that would be like, it feels so vulnerable, so awkward, so naughty. Seriously...to run around, bend over, stretch, eat, each day, unclothed, feeling comfortable and stellar? Really?
"Jesus' hope is for the entire cosmos. This is why we believe that this world, here and now, matters."
A couple months ago my pastor and good friend Jared Ayers preached this sermon, Song of Hope. I loved it then - and it's still on my mind now. Grab your lunch, or an early morning cup of coffee, and take a listen - I'm positive that you'll find it equally as inspiring!
It was in the middle of celebrating the marriage of two dear friends. Though we had been sternly warned by the bride that we were not allowed to have a certain song played, the DJ had been successfully bribed and as the opening chords of the song began to play - alone on the dance floor could be found a group of friends (including the groom), singing and dancing their hearts out to this 18-minute ballad.
Three years ago we were approached by an older gentleman at a coffee shop. As young females, we didn't really know what to expect when he said hello and commented on our physical appearances. Little did we know there would be significant weight in his words that followed: "You ladies are beautiful...which means you have a fifty percent chance of doing good in the world." His comment was flattering, unexpected, and challenging all at the same time–and it still sticks with us now.
Hello from Hertfordshire, North of London. Here the green English countryside spills out below ever-changing skies. Rambling, as it's known, is for fresh air, old sights and easy conversations. Even if the weather is rubbish we put on our wellies and just go for it and always feeling better for doing so.
Ahhh! It’s my first "end of school" week. All the marvelous 7.5 hours a day with her gone and just me and the little guy or me by myself, are winding down. Fast. Shoot!
I've absolutely and totally LOVED this school season - all that's been a part of her world, all that's not been a part of my world in those 7.5 hours. And I say that in a very grateful way, in a way that says I can be a mommy who absolutely adores my little girl, while at the very same time also be a mommy who absolutely can feel worn out by all the needs of my little girl.
I recently picked up a copy of Rachel susseman's The Oldest Living Things in the World. Over a year ago I had heard of her quest to beautifully document earth's oldest residents and I was excited to see that it was completed. Turning the pages opens up image after awe inspiring image.