Manna… What is this?
Light in finite form. Surprise!
Here comes love again.
“it is the nature
of the mind
to live in the
confines of its ideas
until you encounter
something never imagined
some great profusion
of the heart
that suddenly
enlarges reality
and tasks you with
being wholly alive”
—Maria Popova, from An Almanac of Birds: 100 Divinations for Uncertain Days
“The sacred is not elsewhere. It is woven through exchanges, through the reciprocity of soil and root, river and rain, grief and renewal. … To remember that even in times of unraveling, the world continues its patient work of weaving new relations from what has come apart. … The Earth, as she so often does, reminds us that culmination and descent belong to the same story.” —Shannon Willis
A couple days after creating the above journaling page, I read a reflection by Ian Mobsby on the open, missional church, I looked at the page and gave it a quarter turn.
That turn prompted me to google “why did fish grow legs?” The response, “to help them navigate shallow water, maneuver through dense vegetation, and EVENTUALLY move across land.”
In muddy waters,
life keeps keepin’ on. Amen,
eventually.
