
Passionate Purpose
How about instead of concentrating on the outward facing image this new year, we focus instead on that which we are designed to be, a blessing.
How about instead of concentrating on the outward facing image this new year, we focus instead on that which we are designed to be, a blessing.
I can’t live in certainty everyday. Vowed relationships implode, careers crater, fussy families fray, climates crack, butterflies are banished, and pandemics plunder our caged souls.
The Christmas story celebrates the birth of sacrificial love. Nevertheless, as celebrants, we tend to contaminate the purity of this season with unattainable expectations, expectations of: peaceful family gatherings, magazine worthy decor, “Bon Appetite” type food fare, and happy, grateful, tantrum-free children.
I’ve been thinking about Mary, the mother of Jesus lately during this Advent season.
My faith family is starting on our Christmas Advent journey. We are in transition from our daily routines, looking forward together to Jesus’ birthday.
After a Monday fall cool-down shower, I’m watching the dance of amber leaves and sun-kissed butterflies.