The Olympic National Park, specifically Kalaloch lodge and surrounding rain forrest of the western peninsula of Washington state, will alway hold a dear spot in my heart. Brandon and I spent a summer there during seminary holding campground worship services. While I hope that during that summer we impacted the lives and the faith of those we met, I can with certainty say that I was changed that summer. I felt God’s presence more intensely and with more clarity than I had to date and even now I think of that spot as one of my “thin places”. “Thin place” is a phrase used in Celtic spirituality that describes a place where the boundary between heaven and earth is especially thin. It’s a place where we can sense the divine more readily.
I love flowers! Their smell, how pretty they are, and how they can brighten up a person’s day is magical. Though I love flowers, I am not a huge fan of receiving bouquets. The flowers still smell amazing, they are beautiful to look at, and they definitely brighten up a persons day, but I don’t like that they wilt and die somewhat quickly. It isn’t just the inconvenience to me, but for some reason it always makes me think about how quickly relationships can wane as well.
We are a week past Valentine’s day and as the bouquets begin to wilt and the flowers will soon be thrown in the trash, my hope is that our effort to show the ones we love just how much they mean to us doesn’t also begin to wane. Love, wether romantic or not, involves action and maintenance. It involves daily effort to communicate our feelings, daily action to show our love, and daily attentiveness to the needs of the other.
“Cast your burdens on the Lord, he will take care of you. He will not permit the godly to slip and fall.” Psalm 55:22
Brandon, the boys and I just returned from a two week trip to visit family in Arizona. It was rough having to endure 70-80 degree weather, playing outside daily, and remember what it feels like to run with the sun shinning down on us. We flew in to Billings late Thursday night, and made the drive home Friday morning. We had checked facebook to see what everyone was saying about road conditions, and frankly didn’t believe them, they must be exaggerating. But we were wrong, the roads from Billings to Miles City were awful. We saw at least 5 cars on the side of the road post losing control. The first 50 miles out of Billings seemed good, but then we found ourselves creeping along at 40-60 miles an hour for the next 90 miles.