For What is Given

I shamelessly grasp for the next.
Rushing, rushing like wind over sand; moving fast enough to
make a difference, but not slow enough to remember or relish the change.
My name is Brittany, and I am the epitome of a bull in a china shop.



"Being in a hurry. Getting to the next thing without fully entering the thing in front of me.
I cannot think of a single advantage I've ever gained from being in a hurry. But a thousand broken
and missed things, tens of thousands, lie in the wake of all the rushing... Through all that haste
I thought I was making up time. It turns out I was throwing it away." - G.K. Chesterton

Age has changed me.
With each collected decade, I find that time is not the enemy standing in the way,
but the promise of refuge in the beauty of the moment - begging me to just STAY.
I don't always ignore the invitation, as children have also changed me,
but I wish I accepted the invite "so very promptly" more often.





"Wherever you are, be all there." - Julian of Norwich

This Thanksgiving I am giving thanks for what I have, right now.

I am thanking God for the children He has given me, and surrendering my hope for more.
I am thanking God for my husband, my Psalm 37:4 and beyond.
I am thanking God for
new friends, and old alike
family always present, engaged
community of tender hearts
the pain of change that brings new, refreshed beauty
moments of trial that lead to deeper trust
God hidden, but mysteriously present in so many ways

I am thanking God for what He gives today, this very second, stopping to focus
on the gift that's been given and not future ones anticipated.

Today. We are only promised today. Don't miss it.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING
from our hearts to yours