This summer has been really hard. This summer has been overwhelmingly joyful. Lately, I've wondered and had many discussions with God. One of the main topics has been around what the lessons of living far from "home" and support systems (we do have them here but for the purpose of this work, I mean life-long friends, family, and framily) have taught and are supposed to be teaching me? Sure, we've learned to make a home anywhere we are. That friends, is priceless. Learning that most things in this life are temporary and permanent things are moveable, adaptable, and will evolve over time. We've learned that happiness is, for so much of the time, a choice. I've learned how to be content with a small circle of support. I've learned that people all over this state are overwhelmingly kind but also that the friendships that have survived time and distance are so very precious. I've learned how to make queso and that truly good Mexican food is HARD to find.
I've had the privilege to meet so many different people and explore different career and learning experiences. I've seen my children flourish LITERALLY everywhere we've moved. They make friends. They lean into the newness of each place. They have developed amazing relationships with people and moreover with each other. They fight like cats and dogs but they are fiercely beloved to one another also. They have developed and cultivated friendships over the miles. That is a skill that will help them throughout their lives.
As we lean into year two here in West Texas I believe we have been sent here to radically love. Love our surroundings, our neighbors, our communities. Radical joy and peace are things I'm chasing these days. Maybe we all need to pursue radical love, joy, acceptance, and peace. Perhaps those things that seem insurmountable will reveal a path more easily traversed if we can lean into the next good thing?
Random thoughts on a Monday...
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