Happy Pentecost! Today I am remembering the true gift of the Holy Spirit. Thanks to a post by Tamara Hill Murphy on her blog A Sacrament Life https://www.tamarahillmurphy.com/blogthissacramentallife/eastertide/2019/4/18-3?rq=practice%20resurrection , I started down the journey of intentionally practicing resurrection. https://inkblotlife.com/2019/04/22/practicing-resurrection-day-1/ Tamara talked about Eastertide, the 50 days between Easter and Pentecost Sunday being a time to … Continue reading Practicing Resurrection Day 49/50
Slowing down to watch the grass wave in the wind, and listening closely to all the sounds around me makes me thankful for ears to hear and eyes to see so much beauty. I am loving the layer of yellow that has appeared in the local fields recently. I am noticing as each layer of … Continue reading Practicing Resurrection Day 48
Some moments feel like the space between heaven and earth is open wider than others. This morning as I drove to school I felt the holiness of the new day. My last set of hills brought the sight of thick clouds below me. One of my favorite things about flying is looking down at the … Continue reading Practicing Resurrection Day 47
Choosing to walk in, and seek out the beauty that has been left here to remind me that there is a Creator who is making all things new. Practicing this resurrection life one day at a time. It all adds up to a beautiful life.
A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones. Proverbs 17:22 Today I had the privilege of being part of a second grade math bingo game that was so much fun. The laughter and excitement as I read the math problems was far greater than I would have expected. It … Continue reading Practicing Resurrection Day 45
I am not a gardener in the traditional sense. I enjoy container gardens. They are controllable, and easy, as long as I remember to water them, but I learned to pick plants that rebound. In my mind I keep getting tripped up that I need to be good at vegetable gardens and big flower beds, … Continue reading Practicing Resurrection Day 44
These rows whisper hope to me, planted by a farmer who has faith that God will make his crop grow. I see little hints of green poking up defiantly through the rocky soil, stretching towards the sun, showing hints of life where it once appeared dead.