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Day 27: I M P A C T

When was the last time your world collided with someone else?

Were you thankful for the impact or frustrated by the friction?

Perhaps the friction lit a spark that started a fire. Fires warm and scortch. I’m thankful for impacts, even with friction, that spark my step and help warm cold hearts, but hopefully don’t burn. Here’s to hoping-embracing these collisions like you embrace a hug. Here’s to a day of remembering, a week of hope, and month of gratitude for impacts in my life.

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Day 25: H A N D S and F E E T

This weekend, our church canceled all services. That’s right, the church has left the building! Instead, we went out for a life-giving celebration and adopted a neighborhood in the hood to serve. We got down and dirty helping with house work, serving meals on Thanksgiving Day, doing yard work and painting the outside of homes on Friday and Saturday, and helping with a carnival for kids at Waves of Faith Parking Lot on Sunday.

A flashback from last year

It made me think, were we helping people help themselves? When is a good deed a bad idea? When does charity start and enabling abetting habits begin? Neta Jackson cuts to the heart of that issue that usually boils over Thanksgiving weekend in her latest release, “Come to the Table.” I’m thankful for the hands, feet, and hearts that move them to help others, but I want to help, not hurt in the long run. She keeps love lifting people up with the zeal AND wisdom to keep us up.

May we continue to get our hands dirty with self sustaining service, and wipe them clean of harmful habits as we continue to “Come to the Table.”

 

 

Day 17: R E S T

When it is in the end of the week, and I am exhausted, and I haven’t finished my to do list, I’m thankful that I can save all the rest for the days coming up next and for one day each week…

…R E S T.

Shabbat Shalom!

Banana Beach in Tel Aviv, Israel

This is my promise to myself, to what I believe. It lets me pause, remember, and appreciate other promises in my life and in other’s.

www.danielgordis.org/books/the-promise-of-israel/

Day 16: R E A S O N

Sometimes things happen without reason or rhyme

… the unthinkable stops us.

For a moment we pause, we don’t breathe, but our heart still pumps so eventually we keep moving. It is hard to find reason to move with world events jolting us with stricken strides every day, even hour.

Perhaps the greatest reason to move is that the world keeps turning, as insane as it is in our atmosphere. The sun still rises in the east even if the rest in between is ridiculous before settling in the west. If I had to sum it up with one line:

Life keeps moving, so move or be moved!

If you really want a reason, realize you can be the reason for someone else to move and grove. Go ahead, give the world a reason! (It is too early IMHO to say reason for the season)

 

Day 13: G R A N D M O T H E R S

Today is my Grandmother’s Birthday!

(27 years young at heart)

She has lived through five wars, the Great Depression, and still has a spring to her step. She taught me “What Every Christian Ought to Know”….J O Y . She would teach me singing, jiving, and twisting her hips, “accentuate the positive/ eliminate the negative/ latch onto the affirmative/ don’t mess with mister in-between/ spread joy up to the maximum/ bring gloom down to the minimum/ have faith or pandemonium is liable to walk upon the scene”

Here’s to you, Grandmom, and many many more dances.

If you want to learn more about what Christians should know, please visit http://www.growingyourfaith.com/resources-2/what-every-christian-ought-to-know/

Day 12: still W A I T I N G

Waiting is more that what I’m enduring on a tiresome journey. It is what I’m waiting for. In the middle of things are where they grow, in the quiet, in the depths, in the dark, roots grow. More and more, I treasure the availability of being in limbo, of being in-between. life is more than milestones and timeline events. Life unfolds with transitions. It blooms between the cracks, in hard places. I’m thankful I have times during my day when I have to wait. Here are a few…

-Brushing my teeth and washing my hand. It gives me more time to reflect on the upcoming day as I stare at my groggy reflection staring back at me.

-Driving. Transportation is not telaportation. Nothing comes instantaneously except that yellow light when you least expect it. Trapped in my steel fortress, I have time and space to sort my thoughts. The scenery is ever changing (except if you are in Texas). All of the constant motion and change steadies me. With everything changing, as change is a dangerously unchangeable groove, it helps me listen to what is consistent. When I finally arrive, I have a different perspective than when I left.

-Youtube videos (when you forget you left the setting on HD and you know it is going to take an eon when the advertisement won’t even load). It makes me think twice about what I spend my time watching.

If you would like practice waiting, upload this video–wait to load–and then jam along!

-Waiting 5 more mins before I eat, it makes me more hungry and even plain bread tastes sweet.

-Signing my signature, it is one thing I can’t copy and paste, reminds me I’m unique, and when I sign in cursive I grow nostalgic of receiving hand written letters back in the day.

-The ringing before someone picks up the phone with the uncertainty of when they will answer, “hello” if they even do pick up.

-The second right before a leaf changes color and falls.