giving thanks (these days)

What a week, huh? It feels like it’s been months of struggle already but it’s only been 11 days. I spent much of last week driving across Montana, attending the women’s march, hosting a youth event, recruiting summer staff at three different colleges and getting on the ski hill as much as possible between all that. 

I’m grateful for the brilliant blue sky, reminding me that the light always returns, 

For incredible sunrises & reminders of hope, 

For new views, sore legs & hard working lungs, 

For road trips, the wild Montana skies & comfortable silence, 

For partners in the resistance (just 5 of the 10,000 in Montana alone!)

For laughter in ridiculous situations, 

and all the miles we travel together. 

In the midst of all the hurt, anger and confusion I felt at the news last week, I was reminded over and over to be joyful. Joy is resistance. Joy is fighting. Joy is hope. For me, joy is playing cribbage & laughing together after a long day. It’s trying every free sample in Costco. It’s hugging friends all over the state. It’s dancing to a terrible rapper at a dive bar. It’s singing to the sunset on the way home. 

Fight for joy. Be brave. Love y’all. 

giving thanks (these days)

I hesitate to say that spring is here because it’s possible that we could get snow any day, but these past few weeks of sunshine and warmer breezes have certainly tilted my heart and hopes toward summer. The geese are back, the lake is calmly collecting the spring runoff and the sky is blue as a painting.

Montana has these magic qualities about it: the consistent smell of pine in the air, a slow pace to the day as the sun takes it’s time settling beyond the mountains, the surreal way the lake meets the blue sky. I don’t often have to remind myself to be thankful for our world, because it is so present in my life- from the first glimpse of the lake in the morning to the sleepy way the stars reveal themselves each night. I’ve had two dear friends visit this month and it has been so joyful to watch them revel in this place.

Lately I’ve been feeling really grateful for final glimpses of frost and ice,

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for long drives through our beautiful, beautiful country,

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for desert reunions with G,

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and for the promises for the future that spring always holds.

 

praying for y’all as we make our way through holy week- what are you grateful for today?