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Carry Me

Today I got to carry you
on a walk, in which you usually set
a pretty fast pace
without many rests along the way

But today, you needed me
you reached up with open arms
and without any words
I knew

So, I picked you up
and felt the beauty of your weight in my arms
and the heat from our exercise
emanating forth
you snuggled your sweaty head
nuzzled into my neck
and whispered "mucky"
I said "I love you too, mucky"

And I carried you
in silence
in beauty
with gratitude
and you grounded me
to this moment
right now
as your strong mama
in whose arms you find so many things

My son, in whose heart I see
the joy of the Lord
in whose eyes, I see my own
in whose heart, I sense such an amazing knowing
that I cannot articulate,
because I don't fully understand it yet, myself

Today, I helped you take a load off your feet
and your growing legs
and rest your tired body.
You helped my heart soar
and my soul know the peace of God
in such an incredibly tangible way

The sun warms us,…

Margin & Love

Today, I'm reminded of how important margin is (thank you for years of teaching on this, Pastor Rob Jacobson).

The time to rest, reflect, create, be restored, prepare for what's next, do nothing. To dream, listen, not be driven by to-do lists and tasks that will literally take up all of your time if you let it. Time to ask God, "what do you have for me here, right now?"

One of the gifts God gives me is these reminders to share with other people, when I also need to hear it.

This week has had a theme already and it's only Wednesday. The theme? Live with margin and joy.

Have some fun, enjoy the things you enjoy, learn to love who God made you to be, relax. Be a friend to yourself. Stop being so harsh with yourself, you don't treat anyone else like that! Cut yourself some slack. You are doing an amazing job and you handle a lot, a lot of the time. It's okay to take breaks. It's necessary, good and important to take breaks! You will be a better, happier a…

A Long-Awaited Send-Off

Written August 12, 2018.

This probably doesn't sound very "Christian" of me, but for a long time, I couldn't stand "Missionary Sunday" at church. You know, the one where a missionary tells of the amazing things they have seen God do and how God sent them to do such and such and then the church prays for them? Yeah, those. I think I might have even hated them for a season, and would leave the service to avoid the pain it stirred deep within me.

In my early twenties, I thought I was called to be a missionary (in the traditional sense of the word) to college students, along with my husband. We went through six weeks of training, worked hard on fund-raising for over a year, had countless late nights shuttling to various meetings and casting the vision we had received from the Lord. Throughout that season, we continued to offer the calling to vocational ministry back to the Lord, seeking affirmation or redirection. For the entire year, when we would ask, "I…