The way they always make room, the way they share it all, the way they live and love as one. #wildandfreechildren
When pressed against and wrapped around and listening close, when homeschooling feels like this. #wildandfreechildren
The best way to spread Christmas cheer is singing loud for all to hear.
It’s one of those lessons that, I guess, must take thirty three years to make a part of my heart. Comparison runs deep in a society saturated by values based on what is visible. Too easily we find ourselves wearily chasing who we think we should be, hiding our giftings under the guise of humility because deep down perhaps we haven’t accepted that we were made to shine. (Phil 2:15) But the last year has been something new for me. Not just because I'm loading a barbell for the first time in my life. Not just because I’m pulling myself up time after time for the first time in my life. But because I’ve finally accepted and am practicing the truth that it’s all about something more. The thing is our bodies were hand-fashioned for the glory of the Creator, (Isaiah 61:3) and it’s a choice each day to take them from one degree of this great privilege to the next. It has nothing to do with gaining the weight or losing the weight and really we just have to let go of the idea that a number or the shape of our physical form has anything to do with our identity, our value, or what we bring to the world. Because we are not our own, but created as vessels for something greater. (1 Cor 6:19-20) And in the myriad of choices of how to fill this vessel, there is only one thing that is lasting. (Is 1:6) And while my physical self I know will age, and seasons of ability will wax and wane many times outside of my control, I'm learning what it means to make the most of what I've been given each day, to glean inspiration from those around me, seeing them as more than what the eyes can hold, but also to understand myself by the same measures, to celebrate the successes of what my body can do while seeing it all as temporal, mere lessons of what is far greater, training for what is lasting. Because If I can discipline my body to survive through small things, the things that last for minutes, it will train my spirit to thrive through hard things for a lifetime. “Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on to win the prize for which God has called me.Phil 3:13-14
Sunrise, crossfit, and my honey in his hometown....starting my day with so many favorites.
Road trips are better with unicorns.
The day we we let lingering be our learning. #wildandfreechildren #homeschool
Schooling at home is a continual learning process of patience, consistency and perseverance. And then sometimes it's simply about rejoicing in the unexpected moments of genuine interest and innocent excitement and settling into those pockets, resisting the urge for hurry or comparison and embracing the light of the present, what is. #wildandfreechildren
She played her recital pieces with steady hands and twinkling eyes, but her fingers extend melodies from her heart day in day out for an audience of One. And I know He is well pleased.
May we raise them to shine with confidence unhindered, to live with compassion unfettered, to love with the wild abandon of grace.