His son, Mikah is embarking on an amazing road trip. This is the fourth time I’ve read something online that was inspired by this unassuming Nebraska pastor, and all of the somethings have been so very alive and vibrant and renewing as I read about them.
How do we spend our days in a way that leaves ripples? And not just any ripples, but life-giving ripples that bring sun on a Monday. I’m starting to think that it is less about trying harder and more about loving and saying thanks, leaning into the fact that we are each uniquely beloved, nothing less than precious and of unimaginable value just as we are.
It is hard to not know and know all at once. These metaphors in life remind me that this is all so beyond my understanding. All I can do is try to trust. The “feeling” of faith goes in and out, even though God doesn’t. How do we waken and re-awaken to wonder, making space for the questions? For some reason, I sense that Larry made space for what mattered, space that didn’t always require answers.
“Make it your goal to live a quiet life. . . ” (1 Thessalonians 4:11)