Jehovah was not in the wind. And after the wind, an earthquake: Jehovah was not in the earthquake.
And after the earthquake, a fire: Jehovah was not in the fire. And after the fire, a soft gentle voice. (1Kings 19:11-12)
Showing posts with label Habits. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Habits. Show all posts

Monday, September 4, 2017

Cultivating a Life-Long Love of Learning (Part 2) ~ Education is a Discipline



Admiral William H. McRaven delivered a commencement speech to over 8000 graduating students in 2014. Recently, a condensed video clip of his speech has been bouncing around social media.

You want to change the world? Admiral McRaven says you can do it by beginning with one small and simple task. He explains how each day of his six month basic Navy seal training began with an early morning inspection in the barracks. The mundane task he was required to perform was to be completed to perfection. Corners were to be square, covers pulled tight and pillow and blanket were to be neat and centred. The task he was to execute each morning: make his own bed.

And, now, this edited version of Admiral McRaven’s speech has been floating around the internet three years later and viewers are commenting that they need to go make their bed so they can bring change to the world.

Everyone is eager to change the world with the hope of making it better.



But, you have to wonder, how in the world, have we arrived at this place that a short motivational speech on a screen is inspiring adults to go make their bed. In part, this challenge is just one of twenty clever metaphors being employed to influence the listener to go out and make a difference.

But, the comments are telling. We have dropped the ball when it comes to completing simple and small tasks to perfection. We would rather accomplish great and noble things. Or maybe we just prefer to watch a five-minute video. How many of us begin each day with such a mundane task as making our bed?

Stop and think for a second, this task, although mundane and simple, is not insignificant.

It has been said, “Sow a thought and you reap an action; Sow an act and you reap a habit; Sow a habit and you reap a character . . . ”



If the formation of character is the aim of education, then it must begin with building on the proper foundation with the right instruments.

The first instrument of education, advocated by Charlotte Mason, a British educator at the turn of the twentieth century, is atmosphere.

The second instrument is discipline. As Charlotte Mason explained in her book, ‘A Philosophy of Education’:
 “By ‘education is a discipline,’ we mean the discipline of habits, formed definitely and thoughtfully, whether habits of mind or body.”
Charlotte Mason likened this instrument of education—this responsibility of parents—to the laying down of the rails for a train. Parents and teachers are to lay down lines of good habits on which the child is to run the course of his life.

Charlotte Mason supposed in her book ‘Home Education’:
 “This relation of habit to human life . . . is perhaps the most suggestive and helpful to the educator; for just as it is on the whole easier for the locomotive to pursue its way on the rails than to take a disastrous run off them, so it is easier for the child to follow lines of habit carefully laid down than to run off these lines at his peril.” (p. 109)
The habits sown in the child will reap the character of the adult. As parents and teachers we can permit or encourage habits that will either be life-depleting or life-giving.





The formation of life-giving habits has the power to raise a child beyond his or her nature without destroying his or her personality. Charlotte Mason maintained that children are born persons, created in the image of God, and every child has the potential to be a “person of infinite possibilities”. Yet, children are ignorant and need to grow in knowledge.

These life-giving habits are tools in the spiritual, physical, moral and intellectual development of the child in the realm of relationships with God, others and oneself.

This is not new thinking. The apostle Paul exhorted in his letter to the Philippians that this is a life-long learning and practicing. He wrote:
“ . . . whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things. What you have learned and received and heard and seen in me—practice these things, and the God of peace will be with you.” {Philippians 4:8-9}
The things we have learned—we need to practice these things. Lay down the rails and keep the train on the tracks.

The discipline of habits is vital in the education of a child. Like a three-legged stool, the formation of habits nurtures the child toward growth along with atmosphere and feeding the mind with living ideas.





How do we lay down these rails on which the child can live out his or her life? How do the parent and teacher use the discipline of habits to encourage growth and development of the body, mind, and soul?

We start small and we build up. Miss Mason pointed to the three of the most vital habits to be learned: obedience, truthfulness, and attention. And we move on to respect, thankfulness, kindness, neatness, mental effort, imagining, thinking and more and more. Focus on one habit at a time and keep watch over the habits that have been laid down. When one section of the track is laid well, build on to the lines of habit to allow the child to grow with healthy progress.

Next, we need to be diligent. This is a process that requires discipline in the life of the parent and teacher as much as the child. Pursue excellence in an atmosphere permeated with grace.

Furthermore, we motivate the child with living examples of real people in his or her life or in biographical stories. Paul referred to an old proverb when he wrote to the Corinthians: “Do not be deceived: ‘Bad company corrupts good character.’” The original Greek word translated ‘character’ suggests that character is based on or comes from habit.

Additionally, we must allow for natural consequences. To develop a healthy growth mindset, a child must come face to face with failure as well as successes.

Finally, it is essential we encourage rather than nag. Children need our loving affirmation, not false praise. Children need realistic expectations—not ones set too high or too low.



This is more than a metaphor in a motivational speech. It is wise to begin small by teaching a young child to make his or her bed, to pull the covers tight, to put their full attention to the task at hand. It is a simple thing, but not insignificant to lay down life-giving habits for a child to form the character of the man or woman he or she is becoming.

So tomorrow, when you wake up to a new day, be sure you sow one small habit—lay down another rail in the education of your child—to reap a great character. Do not miss this opportunity to be a living example and invest in the life of a child—a person with infinite possibilities.

Friday, March 28, 2014

Pass Around the Grace, Please




We’re sitting around the table with heaping servings of homemade mac and cheese and a garden salad spilling over the porcelain white serving bowl. I just “banned” ketchup as the side dish because it contains one teaspoon of sugar for every tablespoon they squeeze out. It doesn’t go over very well and grumbles become the dominant table talk.

It’s been said that we have never consumed so much sugar and we’re addicted.

Tears start flowing from the youngest. The oldest says she wishes I’d quit reading about health stuff and all the labels. The son says he wants his ketchup. The husband raises his one eyebrow at me from across the table like a question mark at the health kick I might be on and swallows it all quietly just to keep the peace.

I suggest what about a thank you for supper, Mama and the point is duly taken.

A hush falls.



We’re sitting around the world wide web with heaping servings of homespun words and a whole buffet of blogs and social media. We stuff ourselves on opinions, other’s online lives, and open letters. Grumbles become the dominant table talk.

It’s been said that we have never consumed so much technology and we’re addicted.



I'm honoured to be guest hosting The Weekend Brew at My Freshly Brewed Life today. I'd love to see you over there. Be sure to link-up your post, check out some other links over the weekend, and leave a comment.


Friday, November 1, 2013

Hunting for God's Grace, Steadfast Love, and Mercies that are New Every Morning in November {&Five Minute Friday}

The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases;
his mercies never come to an end;
they are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.
“The Lord is my portion,” says my soul,
“therefore I will hope in him.”


For the month of November I will be hunting.

Hunting for God's grace, steadfast love and His mercies that are new every morning.

So after writing for 31 Days in October I thought I would take a break, but apparently I'll just go hunting for more of God's amazing grace.


It was a 'Windsday' here today and the blustery day has left very few leaves on the trees. The days are getting shorter and colder. The dismal greys and browns have spilled all over the canvas outside and the bright reds and golds of October have faded away.

I feel worn and tired but instead of burrowing deep into the melancholy of the month, I aim to keep hunting for the grace of God in my life. The Gentle Shepherd and His unfailing love hunts us down, his  steadfast love follows us all the days of our lives.

Join me here for the mercies of God that new every morning for the month of November and give thanks?

The more we hunt the more we will find! Perhaps we will have to call it 'Morevember' or 'Newvember'?

Some days I will use Ann Voskamp's 'Gifts list', some days I may just post a photo or a verse, and some days may be entirely something new as I hunt for God's daily gifts in my life as He pours out His steadfast love and new mercies every day.

Fighting the melancholy with foraging for more of His mercies that never come to an end.

{Edited to add: 3 gifts 'eaten' ~ 3 simple and nourishing meals made at home and served around our family table with lots of commotion, conversation and laughter; fresh ground coffee while playing checkers with my son at a community cafe; a late night treat}

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Also linking with Five Minute Friday at Lisa-Jo's place. This week the prompt is: Grace

Officially, the rules are:

Five Minute Friday1. Write for 5 minutes  {Full disclosure: I spent a little more time on this post}
2. Link up at Lisa-Jo's  and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community...



Tuesday, September 3, 2013

First Day of School: Lessons Learned on Life and Love

It figures I sleep in this morning. It's the first day of school.

I had the alarm set but the volume turned off.

It feels like the middle of the night when my son is at the side of my bed asking to come sleep for awhile in between us and in my sleepy state I shoo him off to his father's side. With his persistence I wake enough to look at the clock and blink the rest of sleep away.

6:45! and so the day begins. I knew I should have gone to bed before 12:33 am.

Even as a child, I never could get to sleep the night before the first day of school.






I reach for my phone and see an encouraging text from my sister-in-law and a challenge to read a few verses of scripture she is meditating on.

I'm determined to still start my day with a bit of quiet and I shuffle to the kitchen, set my coffee to drip, and grab my Bible. I open up to 1 Corinthians 8:1-4 and read it over a few times. I  flip back to Psalm 119 and marvel at the cries and desires and delights of the Psalmist. I smell the coffee and pour out a cup and consider some words penned by Spurgeon.







It's the first day of school and we think about gaining knowledge and wisdom, but I am challenged at the central theme of love interwoven in the words I just read.

Knowledge puffs up, but love builds up.

The Psalmist loved God and His ways and decrees. He yearned after God:
"With my whole heart I seek you . . . Turn my eyes from looking at worthless things; and give me life in your ways . . . You are good and do good; teach me your statutes . . . The unfolding of your words gives light; it imparts understanding to the simple . . . "

Men of old could boldly claim their love for their God and be confident of His steadfast love for them.
"Get positive knowledge of your love of Jesus, and be not satisfied till you can speak of your interest in Him as a reality, which you have made sure by having received the witness of the Holy Spirit, and His seal upon your soul by faith. 
True love to Christ is in every case the Holy Spirit's work, and must be wrought in the heart by Him. He is the efficient cause of it; but the logical reason why we love Jesus lies in Himself. Why do we love Jesus? Because He first loved us. Why do we love Jesus? Because He "gave Himself for us." We have life through His death; we have peace through His blood. Though He was rich, yet for our sakes He became poor. Why do we love Jesus? Because of the excellency of His person.We are filled with a sense of His beauty! an admiration of His charms! a consciousness of His infinite perfection! His greatness, goodness, and loveliness, in one resplendent ray, combine to enchant the soul till it is so ravished that it exclaims, "Yea, He is altogether lovely." Blessed love this--a love which binds the heart with chains more soft than silk, and yet more firm than adamant!" (Spurgeon, 'Morning by Morning' Sept. 3)

It is this gentle weaving of  these threads of the steadfast love of God in our lives.
















  


Oh, I can force my children to sit at their desks with their pencils gripped in their hands or I can by God's grace love my children to stir their hearts to the wonderful ways of God.

Knowledge without love is empty.




Unless we know and are known by God, all our knowledge will cause us to inflate ourselves with our own importance and lead us to pride which will leave us empty and prevent us from loving others.

I know I can't do it in my own strength.

It's by God's grace working in me in the power of His Spirit that will allow His love to fill me up to overflowing and through me into those near and dear to me.

To build them up and awaken them to learn about God and His world.

To love them and disciple them to be lovers of God and in awe of His steadfast love.




My sons starts his math before breakfast, but it's the startling truth we share after we drink our strawberry smoothies that my sweet daughter made for us and take a chilly walk around the neighbourhood.

When, as a family, we sit together and talk about our goals and desires for this upcoming year.

After we come up with an acronym for a theme for this upcoming year: {WORK WELL!!}

Without complaining
Order & Beauty
Respect others on your team
Know and pursue truth

With a good attitude
Expect excellence
Love learning
Live for God's glory

It is when their Father reads about the love demonstrated in the bread and the wine. 

On the First Day of School he opens to the amazing grace of the Last Supper and how it is the body that was broken and the blood of the Lamb that was shed that takes away sin.

And how we can live because He died and we've been chosen from before time and He has conquered sin and we can look forward to the day when we will be with Him for all eternity.

We do our learning here, but it is really all about our loving and living for all eternity to the praise of His glory.

When we keep the cross in the centre and love as the central theme for all our days and seek the Sovereign God over all and cry out to Him to continue to seek us and for the rest of our lives rest our lives on God's grace and forgiveness, and his steadfast love, we will drink deeply of His grace and awaken our hearts and our children's hearts to the mercies of God that are new every morning.


Monday, June 24, 2013

Make Sure to Take Hold of the Moments {because moments slip through our fingers}

My fingers linger over the keyboard. Absolutely still.

I should be working on preparing thoughts on journalling to share with teens next week, but I seem to be procrastinating. The house is actually quiet--which doesn't happen very often, especially before 9:30 at night or after 6:45 in the morning, anyway--and I check the email, flip open Facebook, skim over a few blogs. {Bad idea}.

I find myself completely under-qualified and inspired at the same time. I've been reading a slew of books, soaking up wisdom from others who have been at this craft for a very long time and have so much more to offer.

I have much to learn. I realize that it is the same for everyone, however. No one arrives at knowing it all--as much as some may like to think or may like others to think about them.

How rewarding to admit it and reach down into the vast experience of others and be challenged to never stop learning.

It's true, there is nothing new under the sun. And it is there for all of us to unwrap.

There is much to discover about this amazing world.

There is much excitement to walk out into the unknown to make it known.




But don't miss that there is so much joy, and hope and peace to discover who we are and whose we are.

This is what is so rewarding and exciting about journalling: getting to a safe place to write to release our feelings and emotion, to really think about what we believe, and dare to chase our dreams. We get to scribble out what we don't know and piece it all together and be known.

It is too easy in this fast paced world to let life go by without taking hold of the moments and living abundantly. We only have these moments to live. If we don't stop to take notice, we will live without really living at all. Writing it out makes us slow down before it slips through our fingers.

Dare to surrender, slow down, savour life; taste and see that the Lord is good

and give thanks for all things.


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Funny, now that my fingers have started typing, I seem to have found some inspiration to share.

That's what they say: get your fingers moving and the muse will come.

It's also not so funny that the house is not quiet anymore.




Monday, May 27, 2013

Just. Trust.



Trust.

It is something she needs to lean into. Someone, really. Cast all her cares upon the One who gathers her tears and cups her life in the palm of His hand.

We are called to a life of faith.

But, she falters around in my her own strength, kicking and screaming at life's trials and stubbing her toe and falling down to the ground and then she wonders why she has no strength left. Life is a vapour. She doesn't have time to miss this.

She was never meant to live it alone. He never intended for her to take charge of her own life; for her to take such control of her life that she really believed, for a time, that all was well.

For when she looks up and around she sees how desperately she needs Him.

Living in this anxiety, she quenches His Spirit.

He wants her to let go. Cast it all on to His back and breathe. Surrender and seek Him. And trust.

Trust. Just trust.


Monday, April 8, 2013

When You Are Weary and You Must Keep Going

What do you do when you are bone weary and like an active volcano that is simmering deep below the surface that could erupt at any moment?

When signs of spring and new life seem slow to appear?




When you have heard hard words thrown at you from your own flesh and blood, but you know it is the truth spoken, and you deserve every hit?

When you sit down as the late afternoon sun beams through the back door and warms your back and the kids are jumping and laughing on the trampoline and you pull out your pen and journal and you cry out and your heart bleeds onto the pages and you admit that you are just a mess and feel like a failure and you really hate what you've become?

When you are empty and exhausted and broken and you have to keep going?

And then you see the fork in the road?




You need to keep on continuing, but you need to make a change at the same time.

There is a choice to make.

There is a fork in the road, and in life it really does make a difference which one you choose.

You can continue on this road mumbling or you can fight for joy.

But in fighting, you are really surrendering.

The fight has already been won, and you need to live the victorious life.

So . . . 

Stop complaining and choose joy.

Stop grumbling and delight in the goodness of the Lord God.

Stop following after your own heart and follow hard after God's heart.

Stop barely coping and boldly come to the throne of grace and commune with God. 


Stop trying to love others in your own strength and let God love through you.








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My sister told me to listen to this song that night before I turned out my light.
I have been redeemed and I no longer need to fight this fight that has already been won and no, God is not done with me yet!

How about you? Do you need to shake off heavy chains?
And live in the victory ~  recognizing that it is a moment by moment dependence on Him?
And give God thanks that He has redeemed you?



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Friday, January 25, 2013

Five Minute Friday: Do it Again! But Go Slow

Writing with others, on Friday, with Lisa-Jo and others at Five Minute Friday.
Five Minute Friday The rules for Five Minute Friday are:



1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community..


And the post for Five Minute Friday prompt for this week is : Again









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"Do it again, but this time go slowly!

Don't rush it. You are going way too fast.

Until you have mastered the song and you are not making anymore mistakes you need to go slow!

If you can't do it this slowly, you don't really know it."

It is the last piano lesson before the Friday night piano recital and my daughter is playing The Wild Horseman.

I am on the other side of the hanging curtain and I can hear the notes being played and to me they sound pretty good.

But, the teacher says we need to pull the reins on the Wild Horseman and play it a whole lot slower . . . And she says . . . Do it again . . . and again, but do it much slower!

And sometimes life looks like it is playing beautiful music, but really there is a lot of stumbling over clumsy fingers that don't really know how to play the music of life without taking it slowly.

We can race through life and no one may ever know.

But, I go back to the verse that I read early on morning this week. Because I need to practice the rhythms of life, I have had a friend accountability partner this week to get up {and to make sure we are heading to bed in good time to make our earlier rise possible}.

In the early shadows, one morning I read how Jesus continually would withdraw to desolate places and pray. This was a continual practice. He did it again and again.

Unless I do this again and again, I may be making music, but the rhythm will take away from the beauty of the melody. It will sound more like clanging and banging. I can't play this music of life fast. I haven't mastered it. I don't really know it well enough.

To make music that will bring honour and glory to God and to continue in all that God has called me to, I need to slow down, withdraw and continue to pray and do it again and again.





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Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Intentional Motherhood: Raising your Children for Christ {Intro}

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I 've been muttering it under my breath, repeatedly, day after day.

"These children are sucking the life right out of me."

Some days I feel guilty for saying it; others day I feel completely justified.

It appears true on the surface, but deep down to the core it is a lie.

That one day, weeks back, when we hugged good-bye in the morning and off they went, it was out of the ordinary and really I wasn't sure I could get used to it or not.

With these children of mine being home educated, we don't have good-byes in the mornings. So on that morning they left and I tidied and everything stayed in its place for the rest of the day.

Not days later, I was exasperated with the toys and socks and pajamas and books and legos all strewn once again all over a particular bedroom floor. I mumbled how it wasn't like this the other day.

But it is more than that, really. It is the habits that have developed over time and they haven't been good.

Oh, were not just talking about picking up your socks kind of habits. Were talking about things like honour and respect. And building one another up and edifying. And obedience.

I realized how short I've fallen and it really is this battle that is draining the life right out of me.

I've given into a spirit of fear and timidity in my mothering. In the name of mothering in grace, I was really just fleeing from the battle field hoping that we'd win the war.

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Motherhood isn't for the fainthearted.
And I have to admit that there are definite challenges when mothering with only one lung and a heart that won't allow the blood to flow efficiently to the rest of my body. But, I do not have to do it  in my own strength {even though this is what I try to do far too often}.

But, it is really this sanctification process in me that happens right in the midst of it that is so painful and beautiful at the same time.

I have seen the need for repentance.

I've claimed a promise to continue on in this role that I really am so blessed to be in: to be a Mother to these precious children that have been placed in my care.

For was it not the children that Jesus gathered around Him and took them in His arms and blessed them.

I have the amazing responsibility and privilege to bring my children to the Lord Jesus Christ. 

Although it was over eleven years ago, on a Good Friday, with much pain and agony, I brought my firstborn into this world, now more than ever, I see the need to intentionally mother, not to shirk what I have been given because of laziness or selfishness.

My work wasn't done when I finally heard, 'We have a girl!!!' or four and half years after that when I heard, 'A son!!!' and again another four and half years later, when on a cold winter's night, "Another girl!!!'

I need to be committed to persevere in the small things and stay consistent on what really matters: their hearts.

Not to hinder them because of my mothering in the spirit of fear and timidity. No, but to continue on with a spirit of power, and love, and self-discipline.

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IMG_2469-sz-250There's a little book, 'Raising Your Children for Christ' by Andrew Murray, on my shelf that I keep bringing down and leafing through and, Lord willing, over the next number of Wednesdays I hope to share snippets of my gleanings from it.

I don't claim to know all the answers. I need to dig deeper so that I can be even more equipped to be the mother that God intended. Andrew Murray wrote from the perspective of both the Father and the Mother, but I will be writing from my perspective as a Mother. I am so thankful that this task of raising our children has not been given to me alone.

Is there something in your life that makes mothering hard?

Join me on this journey? It is not a list of rules and how-to's but rather a chance to look into your own life and heart and be challenged to live a life wholeheartedly devoted to the Lord



For all posts in this series you can read them here.

Thank you for your comments. They are an encouragement to me.



Friday, January 4, 2013

How to Move Forward When You Feel Stuck {Naming my Year: Proskartereo} {Part 2}

For part one . . . naming my years . . . you can go here

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The beginning of a brand new year . . . 2013. And I still feel stuck. I struggle with knowing my purpose, with getting up some days and wondering about how to move on.

I look up a Greek word this year.

I name this year, 2013, proskarteréō.

I look it up  in Strongs and see it comes from two Greek words: prós and karteréō. 

Prós being a preposition of direction; forward to, that is, toward.

Karteréō meaning to be strong, to be steadfast, to endure. It carries the basic idea of persistence.

It is translated continue in English and is the word found in Colossians 4:2:
'Continue in prayer, and watch in the same with thanksgiving . . .'
Like everyone else I need to move forward. And I need, as Strongs defines it, 'to consistently [show] strength which prevails (in spite of difficulties); to endure (remain firm) . . .'

Kartereō is used of Moses in Hebrews 11:27, when ‘ . . . he endured as seeing him who is invisible.’ By faith, he was able to lead the people of Israel out of Egypt because he had communion with the invisible God. God spoke to Moses in the burning bush and Moses endured.

God desires that I commune with him. It is all about relationship. One of the ways that will deepen that relationship is prayer.

In fact, I find that proskarteréō  is used five times for the practice of prayer in the New Testament. (Acts 1:14, Acts 2:42, Acts 6:4, Rom 12:12Col 4:2).

I must move forward, but I know I cannot do it on my own.

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Is that why we are commanded to continue in prayer?

It is the power of God, His strength that enables me to move forward in faith.

Interesting that we are commanded to continue in prayer right after Paul exhorts and lays out ‘rules for Christian households.
“‘Continue in prayer’ - This was the apostle’s general advice to all; without this, neither wives, husbands, children, parents, servants, nor masters, could fulfill the duties which God, in their respective stations, required of them. “
Adam Clarke
In order to move forward this year in all that God has called me to, I see my desperate need to first be in communion with the One who created me and called me in the first place.

I wonder if I was to continue in prayer first, if this is my priority, than all that I am called to be and do, how much more the landscape of my life would transform.

I move forward to endure, move in a fixed direction ~ in communion with my Lord. And in that continuing I am to watch with eucharisteo ~ thanksgiving.




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