"The Beauty of the body that was broken for our forgiveness…"

Tomorrow is my favourite day and I preparation for it I wanted to post just a short meditation. My bestie Lacey receives these mediations every day that are magnificent and I want to post them here. You can subscribe to them through the Centre for Action and Contemplation.

I thank you, Lord Jesus, for becoming a human being

so I do not have to pretend or try to be God.

I thank you, Lord Jesus, for becoming finite and limited

so I do not have to pretend that I am infinite and limitless.

I thank you, crucified God, for becoming mortal

so I do not have to try to make myself immortal.

I thank you, Lord Jesus, for becoming inferior

so I do not have to pretend that I am superior to anyone.

I thank you for being crucified outside the walls,

for being expelled and excluded like the sinners and outcasts,

so you can meet me where I feel that I am,

always outside the walls of worthiness.

I thank you for becoming weak, Lord Jesus,

so I don’t have to be strong.

I thank you for being willing to be considered

imperfect and strange,

so I do not have to be perfect and normal.

I thank you, Jesus, for being willing to be disapproved of,

so I do not have to try so hard to be approved and liked.

I thank you for being considered a failure,

so I do not have to give my life trying to pretend I’m a success.

I thank you for being wrong

by the standards of religion and state,

so I do not have to be right anywhere, even in my own mind.

There is death in sin but we find life in Christ's sacrifice for us and we find joy in the Eurcharist of remembering that sacrifice. May tomorrow be a miracle. And may it be sunny. And you eat lots of hot cross buns. And booze.

The Simple Woman's Daybook

So I heard about this Simple Woman's Daybook, which on one hand seems totally archaic and condescending, like the women of the world have hours upon hours to do nothing but think and sit around. But... in the context of the Bonhoeffer quote, I see so much of that worry and anxiety in me, worry and anxiety that crumbles to powder before God. So I'll give it a try.

For Christians, the beginning of the day should not be burdened and haunted by various kinds of concerns that they face during the day. The Lord stands above the new day, for God has made it. All restlessness, all impurity, all worry and anxiety flee before him. Therefore, in the early morning hours of the day, may our many thoughts and our many idle words be silent and may the first word and the first thought belong to the one to whom our whole life belongs "
~Dietrich Bonhoeffer

Outside my window... Muggy with flannel blue skies. There was a wind storm a couple of nights ago and the beach is all over the place.

I am thinking... what the Lord has done for me, and for us, not just now but always has been so rich and dynamic.

I am thankful for... Being able to sleep next to my favorite person in the whole world.

From the learning rooms... I'm all registered for the fall now :) Soooo excited for school!

From the kitchen... eating fresh (free!) cherries on the floor of the kitchen and eyeing the dijon quinoa for din.

I am wearing... purple tee and jean cut offs and REALLY bizarre hair.

I am creating... A marriage! (I'm sensing a theme in my answers...) And baby booties (for a friend!!!). And jam. (Just jam)

I am going... to get excited about produce ;)

I am reading... Nocturnes by Kazuo Ishiguro

I am hoping... sun for our anniversary.

I am hearing... the hum of the refrigerator and Anthem by Emancipator quietly

Around the house... Hanging my bitchin' birthday present from Arie and trying to figure out how to refinish our porcelain sink in the bathroom.

One of my favorite things... my morning run along the beach, with the mountains and the white sails and the tide rippling in.

A few plans for the rest of the week: More beach, more sun! Scott and Jo get back on Friday! And Sarah gets here on Saturday! Yes!

Here is picture for thought I am sharing

This is the forest of the Chief. It feels so wonderful to feel a bit lost in it all.