Day#4 of Wonder

Be brave. Be bold in prayer.

Be brave. Be bold in prayer.

It was great to be back @ Mill City for Epiphany Sunday. The band sang a song so moving I haven’t been able to shake it: “You Make Me Brave” by Bethel. Then Caryl spoke on prayer–the invitation to vibrant, bold relationship. She shared: “We were created to reflect who we are in relationship with. We become what we behold.”

She also passed on this from Richard Rohr: “Prayer is an exercise in divine participation–you opting in and God always there.”

It ultimately was an invitation for me to grow in awe of God and celebrate the divine’s curiosity of me. #wonder

Day#3 of Wonder

David, Fort Collins' Distillery Master, living his dream.

David, Fort Collins’ Distillery Master, living his dream.

Today I went on my first Distillery Tour. David, the owner of Feisty Spirits, gives one impressive tour of Fort Collin’s oldest whisky distillery (almost 3 years to the date). His love of the craft is contagious…and he brings to it serious street cred (PHD in engineering and a family background that would make moonshine royalty proud). I asked him if he ever gets surprised when he tastes a batch. He said every batch surprises him.

What a beautiful way to live–develop your craft, and never fail to be surprised.

“I have one talent, and that is the capacity to be tremendously surprised, surprised at life, at ideas. This is to me the supreme Hasidic imperative: Don’t be old. Don’t be stale.” ― Abraham Joshua Heschel

Day#2 of Wonder

Snow>rattle snakes

Snow>rattle snakes

There’s a prairie one mile from my house. I call it my Vacation Land. It’s rich in all things prairie, which means rattle snakes much of the year. It was such a joy to get off the path donning my snow shoes and trek through bits and pieces of this wonderland without fear of rattlers.

I savored seeing this familiar space from new vantage points. It’s amazing how the world opens up when fear gets conquered.

Snow>rattle snakes!

Day#1 of Wonder

New Year's tromp through the snow with Kat.

New Year’s tromp through the snow with Kat.

I savored having my friend, Kat, in town for the New Year’s holiday. Our hike in the CO powder was glorious, but it was our chat earlier that elicited greater wonder. Shortly after the calendar flipped to 2015, Kat and I began to speak of the fortune of our lives–all we’ve been given and our longing to steward every gift. Tears brightened Kat’s eyes as she spoke of her gratitude for her family.

The moment was nothing less than sacred. I was so thankful the first tears I witnessed in 2015 were tears of joy, tears of gratitude. Wonder. I pray I too will use my tears to say “thank you”.

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