Forty Plus Miles

          It's fast, this thing called living lately. It's busy, these times called days. Still I will hope. I will remain in unchanging ways of an unchanging God; Jesus. I will keep going. Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a good impact on your life in someway (EVEN if it was something you may have enjoyed reading for a particular reason), please feel free to share this blog with someone else who could be blessed also. Thank you for your support! 

       Rest, rest, rest in the Unchanging One, Jesus, who restores; in Him worn soul rest!  Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a good impact on your life in someway (EVEN if it was something you may have enjoyed reading for a particular reason), please feel free to share this blog with someone else who could be blessed also. Thank you for your support! 

         In the early morning hours we wake, slowly, shaking sleep off with each step. In the steps between dark and light we take in life, then exhale, passing a God-given grace around with all we are. In the stumbling we stop, correct our feeble movements and go, remembering we are human, Jesus is good, and there is still good if we'll just have faith; from the early morning hours of the day and always. Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a good impact on your life in someway (EVEN if it was something you may have enjoyed reading for a particular reason), please feel free to share this blog with someone else who could be blessed also. Thank you for your support! 

           Slow motion and I see it, the special in the hustle. Slowing down and I glimpse it, just a little in alot of busy and fast-paced, catching the grand and glorious of each breath called life. I see it more and more; rising, determined, looking again with slow motion when I miss life the first time, making sure to catch it in the next glance offered with ferocious intentionality.  Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a good impact on your life in someway (EVEN if it was something you may have enjoyed reading for a particular reason), please feel free to share this blog with someone else who could be blessed also. Thank you for your support! 

            An orange keeps appearing in my thoughts.  An invitation of such a fruit and such a picture, for same reason. It's bright, it's sweet, it's pleasant. An orange keeps appearing in my thoughts, an invitation to distract from hardships I'm guessing, so I'll write about it, embracing a welcome distraction and chance to grow as a person and a writer.  Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a good impact on your life in someway (EVEN if it was something you may have enjoyed reading for a particular reason), please feel free to share this blog with someone else who could be blessed also. Thank you for your support! 

          Pictures and places that keep showing up in my mind, ones that tell stories that I am curious about. Pictures and places with different faces, moments of lives lived and I'm wondering what happened there. Somewhere in the dark Lego pieces still lie, left to tell a time of play that could have happened in one of the most unlikely places: a crawl space. A family wrecked by tragedy so many years ago, and I'm left to wonder if this was a happy moment before, or something else.            Pictures and places, where a butterfly flaps wings, glides on a welcomed wind, and takes in the whole journey. Feet from this moment of solace in a summer's fire remain what's left of a family indoors, struggling in battles most know nothing about. That there could be a way to capture such wonder, lighten their load, give grace to deep hurts and heavy weights carried!             Pictures and places of an old...