I'm 2.5 hours from finishing work until next Wednesday.
From tomorrow through Tuesday I'll be out of town, spending time in the mountains, and with friends.
I'm ready to be done work for the day. (Though there's much left to be accomplished before I can leave.)
A dear friend arrives from out of town today. She'll meet me here at the office at the end of the workday.
We'll enjoy an evening together in my new home, visit the farmer's market tomorrow morning, and then head for the mountains.
Blogging will be minimal or non-existent. Have a great weekend!
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Catching My Eye
These articles caught my attention today...
HIV Travel Ban May End Soon
Homeless Population Jumps
Mental Illness Lacks Awareness
HIV Travel Ban May End Soon
Homeless Population Jumps
Mental Illness Lacks Awareness
Being Given - Henri Nouwen
Another thought from Henri Nouwen
Being Given
Jesus is given to the world. He was chosen, blessed, and broken to be given. Jesus' life and death were a life and death for others. The Beloved Son of God, chosen from all eternity, was broken on the cross so that this one life could multiply and become food for people of all places and all times.
As God's beloved children we have to believe that our little lives, when lived as God's chosen and blessed children, are broken to be given to others. We too have to become bread for the world. When we live our brokenness under the blessing, our lives will continue to bear fruit from generation to generation. That is the story of the saints - they died, but they continue to be alive in the hearts of those who live after them - and it can be our story too.
Being Given
Jesus is given to the world. He was chosen, blessed, and broken to be given. Jesus' life and death were a life and death for others. The Beloved Son of God, chosen from all eternity, was broken on the cross so that this one life could multiply and become food for people of all places and all times.
As God's beloved children we have to believe that our little lives, when lived as God's chosen and blessed children, are broken to be given to others. We too have to become bread for the world. When we live our brokenness under the blessing, our lives will continue to bear fruit from generation to generation. That is the story of the saints - they died, but they continue to be alive in the hearts of those who live after them - and it can be our story too.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Being Seen
I have a friend who often challenges me to allow myself to be "seen". To let those close, and those not so close see who I truly am, to live from the deep places of my life. It is never an easy request when she asks it of me.
Sometimes I allow myself to be seen, and it backfires. I remember then why it is a challenge, and why it is so easy to wear masks. I remember why self-protection has become an artform.
This photo is of an impossibly deep moment that happened a few weeks back. My roommate unexpectedly captured it on film. I'm not going to put words around this moment for you. I'm not going to tell you why there are many important things unspoken in this photo. The photo both makes me cringe, and makes me smile from a very deep place. It exposes the deep places in me, and lets me be seen.
I'm thankful for the friend who continues to encourage me to allow myself to be seen.
I'm reminding myself of the need to continue to do that.
And I'm reminding myself that it is okay to let Jesus see me too. (He does anyway.) But from Him there won't be judgement, and my bruised heart needs that today.
Sometimes I allow myself to be seen, and it backfires. I remember then why it is a challenge, and why it is so easy to wear masks. I remember why self-protection has become an artform.
This photo is of an impossibly deep moment that happened a few weeks back. My roommate unexpectedly captured it on film. I'm not going to put words around this moment for you. I'm not going to tell you why there are many important things unspoken in this photo. The photo both makes me cringe, and makes me smile from a very deep place. It exposes the deep places in me, and lets me be seen.
I'm thankful for the friend who continues to encourage me to allow myself to be seen.
I'm reminding myself of the need to continue to do that.
And I'm reminding myself that it is okay to let Jesus see me too. (He does anyway.) But from Him there won't be judgement, and my bruised heart needs that today.
Noah's Blog (and other thoughts)
I came across this link this morning to "Noah's Blog". It made me laugh. I needed a laugh today.
I'm in the midst of trying to sort through some heavy and deep stuff yet again. Feeling quiet, fearful, tired. You'll have to bear with me if the posts come less often, are less personal, and tend to direct you to read something else. I'll come around eventually. In the meantime, enjoy the things links to things that make me laugh, or make me think, or both.
I'm in the midst of trying to sort through some heavy and deep stuff yet again. Feeling quiet, fearful, tired. You'll have to bear with me if the posts come less often, are less personal, and tend to direct you to read something else. I'll come around eventually. In the meantime, enjoy the things links to things that make me laugh, or make me think, or both.
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