time.

I've had some conversations lately about being fully where we are. 

Why is that so hard for us?  We wish away today so easily ... longing for the promises or hopes of what tomorrow has to offer.  Never really realizing that the gift we have is today ... and we have just squandered it.

I'm given 60 minutes in each hour and 24 mere hours in one day.  to live it well.  that's really not much.  and how much of it do I waste in busyness??

Still pondering the wisom and musings of Ann Voskamp in One Thousand Gifts.  I kinda think I'll be doing that for a while.  In there she ponders ... the busyness of your life leaving little time for the source of your life ...

Let's look at that a different way ... God gave us time and who has time for God?

I've taken more time lately to be still.  I've been a bit more intentional to turn off some of my noise on my rare evenings at home.  And I've found more peace, more joy, and more TIME.  You know it's not really having MORE time, but ENOUGH time ... and I've found somehow, that in those moments, there is enough for what I need.  I think that's the key to this life sometimes.  There is always enough for what we need.  There may not be MORE, but there will be ENOUGH.  That's part of the beauty of this thanksgiving.  It requires me to slow down and see.  and listen.  and live.  I don't often give thanks in the breakneck pace of stuff.  Instead, I give it when I pause and bow my head, pause and give an ear, pause and notice God present.

I know me.  I fear that this is a short-lived season of taking time.  I PRAY it is the start of a lifetime of it. 

We are merely moving shadows, and all our busy rushing ends in nothing.  Ps. 39:6

101. listening to the rain from the warmth of my bed

102. thinking about the fun ways I get to spend my day with some of my favorite people

103. hitting snooze once or twice or four times and still making it to work

104. celebrations ... of birthdays and people and new jobs and new babies and new homes

105. starting my day wrapped up in a blanket on the end of my couch with a diet coke, Bible, journal, and study book

106. rain boots ... the really bright, colorful ones

107. rain boots and running shorts ... just kidding, that is a tragedy, not a gift ... how bout cozy raincoats

108. having good conversations at Gathering last night ... and sitting next to Mormon missionaries

109. a calendar with some awesome times jotted in its squares

110. remembering the days April and I sang "if all the raindrops were lemon drops and gum drops oh what a rain that would be.  standing outside with our mouths open wide ... ahhh, ahh, e, ahh, ahh, e, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh" ... and being told we shouldn't be out in the rain by a camp staffer at least five years younger than us.

111. doing the unexpected and loving it

112. adventures