I made a quick run to town and that's the extent of my travel today. There are dishes to wash and things that must be done before I can begin "tidying" up. The spirit moves me in spurts so I know when it's time to get focused and now is it. I wonder if Adderal would help?? Nah. My luck I'd have a stroke.
The pollen is thick as dust on every outside surface. My upper respiratory system can tell it big time. I'm feeling humble and grateful and even optimistic. Finding the right path takes a lot of patience and going with your gut. I'm not sure where I'll end up but I'm a much better listener of the Spirit than I ever was before. I have great friends and a beautiful daughter who is a stupendous mother to my only grand. I live on a little patch of paradise that is part farm and part nature preserve. And I am loved beyond measure. I call that peace. And you know what? Faith is what got me there.
Palm Sunday is approaching and of course I'll be worshiping virtually. Holy Week after that. A friend and I had a long discussion about the agony of Good Friday and the importance of grasping what actually happened that day before all the hooray of the resurrection. You can't have one without the other.
I am looking to this generation to fix things. They are smart, bright and ready for change. I may not see it but it's the shift in motion toward peace and justice that gives me the will to live. I am totally over all things bullshit and call it when I see it. That gets me a lot of troll activity but I ignore it.
Y'all stay faithful and look for the good. Gratitude is what's up.
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