Another snippet from my notebook I started closest to 5 years ago. As I said in the last post, this was a year of great change. Mitch and I moved from the southeastern United States to Vancouver Island in British Columbia, Canada. Both of our adult children also experienced significant changes in their lives that year.
The notebooks I’ve kept over the years are sometimes journal like and also are records of all kinds of reading and pondering. Just so you know, I’ve practiced my own version of the Ignatian spiritual practice of The Daily Examine and I write that in my notebook, too, and that’s what I did a bit on this day.
December 3, 2018 So what can I be grateful for in the past 24 hours? Mitch-- who steadily calls me back from worry, from ignoring my own life, the part of his sermon on Sunday when he said, "We are not in charge or even know what is possible." Mitch asked a question in his sermon, "How do we prepare ourselves to again birth the impossible into our lives and into our world?" Sometimes I feel like it is my job to provide God, myself, and my family a reality check. Me thus deciding what is possible or not--actually I don't even go to fairy tales anymore. I am grateful for a renewed sense of living my own life in Christ, even in the pain of now. I am thankful for learning my way around this community and for this home.
Attentive to Joy 