Grateful.
For the noise and silence. The calm and chaos. The milestones and pitfalls. For the snake hisses and cock crows. Rainbows and clouds, tears and laughter. Mirth and pain.
It’s the never-ending nuanced spectrum of life. To fullu be and not be at the same time. Grateful for burdens placed on our hearts from deep spaces of communion. For communities that shove us into destiny. For trials that keep us on our knees and victories awakening us to deeper surrender.
For what is your life, if it is not tailor-suited unto something. Something higher than you…