Four years ago, I started on a journey I never finished. In fact, I probably didn’t even start, but rather intended to start or wanted to start or thought it sounded like a good idea to start—like when you watch a documentary about sugar or juicing or minimalism and are all pumped to embrace a new paradigm … until you go to sleep and wake up the next day and either forget entirely or just get sucked into the vortex that is everyday life.
This happens everyday. To all of us. And apparently it happened to me four years ago.
In part 2 of our 3-part video series, Heather is on the whiteboard! We cover the topics of Kingdom increase (it’s always happening) and hope (it’s greater than character). And we also share a powerful acronym for HOPE that God gave me a few years ago that has proven to be incredibly helpful in maintaining a Kingdom mindset.
I posted a quote to Facebook yesterday and I wanted to expound upon it some more. The Facebook post is embedded above, but here’s the quote:
“I am, by calling, a dealer in words; and words are, of course, the most powerful drug used by mankind.” ― Rudyard Kipling
Where, when or how I came across that quote, I do not remember. But it has stuck with me ever sense. And so I shared it as an inspiring quote on Facebook and tagged some other writers I know.
After I posted it, something activated within me even more. Just the processes of getting it out there and encouraging other writers to take their callings seriously stirred me all the more to take my callingseriously. How much longer would I back-burner what I know is a mandate on my life?
One of the things I’ve had a hard time doing since becoming a husband and a father is being fully present in each of life’s moments. Maybe it’s gone on longer than that, but Heather, Jacob and Naylan have certainly helped bring it to my attention—not through words, but by being mirrors that help me see myself more accurately.
Each Friday, I’m going to be featuring a photo from the collections I’ve pulled together over the years. There may be a story attached to it, there may not be.
Some will come near our current home in Montana; some will come from other states out west like Colorado, Utah and California; others will come from back east in Michigan and West Virginia. And occasionally there will some from my trip to England and Scotland back in 2002.
As the week’s featured photo, print orders will be discounted 25% for that week!
Enjoy this photo of the Swan Mountains, taken a few miles north of Bigfork, Montana, in January 2013—our first winter in the Flathead Valley.
Is it significant that I’m starting back into blogging 10 years after I first began? Unlikely. But I guess it is novel if nothing else. (Did I use that word right?)
Anyway, in honor of Throwback Thursdays, every other week I’m going to resurface an old post from around 10 years ago. It will give you a look into my humble beginnings as a blogger, drama-filled young adult years, and initial encounters with the charismatic stream I’ve fully embraced. And lots of other stuff.
It’s self serving in some ways, I suppose, because I have over 600 posts I want to review anyway. So I might was well do something with them while I’m at it.
Jesus loved recklessly and with abandon. He didn’t save himself for some ambiguous time or person in the future… He gave the wine freely to anyone who wanted it. He poured out the best of himself to all he encountered.