I hope you’re having a wonderful summer! Like us, you’ve probably been very busy. I have a hunch, some of you may be ready for slower schedules and cooler temperatures!
The past few days have been activity-filled ones for us as we celebrated Ron’s 50th high school reunion. Since I’ve been unable to focus on writing, today’s post will include glimpses of our summer in photos from Ron with brief thoughts about the value of this splendid season.
Sometimes, I fail to value “NOW!”
Oftentimes, nature, like this sunset on Lake Coeur d’Alene, speaks peace to my soul.
For several months, I felt a nudge in my spirit to form a women’s contemplative prayer group. A vision of what this would look like became clearer when I was in Spain last March. In June, a group of women began gathering weekly for one early-morning hour. We’ve explored aspects of contemplation, practiced silence and become aware of how our hectic, task-oriented lives keep us in a state of “doing” rather than “being.” I hoped this time would become a spiritual oasis for women whose lives and schedules are packed with lists of must-do tasks. I believe this happened. Our group will cease the end of August, but we will probably begin a new group—hopefully, with some of our first-time participants—in October.
I feel privileged to be able to rub shoulders with women who are in different seasons of life. Each season is filled with a variety of joys and challenges. No matter the season, regardless the difficulties, words spoken by Jesus during His Sermon on the Mount, are a great reminder:
Consider how the wild flowers grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. (Luke 12:27 NIV)
This pink bike was a whimsical touch on display at the Ballard, WA Farmer’s Market.
When I began writing the “Listening on the Journey…” blog (over three years ago), my purpose statement reflected a resolve: “to point people to a never-changing God in our always-changing world [in a whimsical, grace-filled manner].”
Subject matter in posts is often ‘serious,’ and ‘practical—’ words which are antonyms of ‘whimsical.’ I’m comfortable with this paradox, however, because I often see paradox in scripture, which I find refreshing. Jesus’ message was life-and-death-serious, and yet Jesus exhibited [synonyms of] ‘whimsical—’ such as ‘imaginative,’ ‘creative,’ ‘witty,’ and certainly ‘unpredictable.’
What could be more ‘whimsical’ than a cute, toothless granddaughter riding a carousel?
Two of my favorite guys captured well in this photo taken by 7-year-old Emmi.
I hope each of you enjoy the rest of summer and ‘value’ every ‘now’ moment. Blessings on your journey…