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Choose to be in touch with what is wonderful, refreshing, and healing within yourself and around you.
Take it all back. Life is boring, except for flowers, sunshine, your perfect legs. A glass of cold water when you are really thirsty. The way bodies fit together. Fresh and young and sweet. Coffee in the morning. These are just moments. I struggle with the in-betweens. I just want to never stop loving like there is nothing else to do, because what else is there to do?
Sunday is not just a day; it’s a state of mind. May your thoughts be calm, your heart be light, and your day be filled with the serenity that Sundays are known for.
Sunday is nature’s way of teaching us that even the busiest trees find time to sway in the wind. May you find time today to dance to the rhythm of your own joy.
The morning is good because we remember that no matter what went wrong the previous days, we just got a perfect opportunity to rewrite history and do better. — Unknown Author
I love the smell of napalm in the morning - Lt. Kilgore
This kingdom of God life is not a matter of waking up each morning with a list of chores or an agenda to be tended to, left on our bedside table by the Holy Spirit for us while we slept. We wake up already immersed in a large story of creation and covenant, of Israel and Jesus, the story of Jesus and the stories that Jesus told. We let ourselves be formed by these formative stories, and especially as we listen to the stories that Jesus tells, get a feel for the way he does it, the way he talks, the way he treats people, the Jesus way.
On this happy Sunday, may your heart be light, your spirits high, and your moments be sprinkled with the magic of joy. Good morning and let the happiness unfold!
The sun is new each day. — Heraclitus
I let my head fall back, and I gazed into the Eternal Blue Sky. It was morning. Some of the sky was yellow, some the softest blue. One small cloud scuttled along. Strange how everything below can be such death and chaos and pain while above the sky is peace, sweet blue gentleness. I heard a shaman say once, the Ancestors want our souls to be like the blue sky. ― Shannon Hale, Book of a Thousand Days
