12.13.2007



Ice...I've never really thought too much about it. I usually try to avoid it.... it can cause all kinds of damage and destruction and no matter how carefully I try and walk on it...at some point I am going to either bruise my rear or pull whatever muscle one uses to do the splits. The ice was beautiful yesterday though and for reasons I did not yet know, I found myself drawn to it.
I am reading [the Importance of Being Foolish] by one of my favorite authors...Brennan Manning. This morning I read about how we have lost our sense of wonder, it said that as children we are "capable of surprise, wonder and vast delight in all of reality"....as adults "We have become jaded, incapable of wonder and awe. This lessening of impressionability may be a sign of maturity, a necessary and healthy consequence of progress. But I tend to think it betrays a loss of equilibrium."
Learning how to live life in the balance is something that I've been thinking about for a while now but I've never thought about it relation to my wow-ability. I was struck with a heavy feeling as I realized just how jaded I have become. Skepticism has become the safest way for me to deal with life....so much so that hope and faith feel like a distant naive feeling from my past. This "maturity" has only served to rob me of joy. How tragic that most of us live our entire lives this way. The Lord works mysteriously and opened my eyes to the wonder that surrounds me.....ice. Enjoy the beauty.


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12.10.2007





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cole went sledding today. part of me wanted to be out there with him but the cold kept me watching from the window. i wonder if my mom watched me playing outside, if she felt bad that i was out there playing all by myself. i never really felt alone because i had such a vivid imagination. i think cole has some of that in him as well...only his imagination is a bit fettered by the logic he gets from his father. it's strange how cole is so much like both of us because brent and i are very different. i often think that cole must feel very confused inside but it seems that he is getting along quite well....displaying all that is good inside of us rather than all of our ugly. man i love my cole.

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