Today's blog is a bit of a cluster. I have nothing prepared at the moment, nothing is weighing on me (at the moment), I'm brushing off all the things that I could interpret as hurtful and i've chosen not to care.
I still have to read today's devotion and well, the classes i have tomorrow certainly aren't going to plan themselves.
All that to say, I need to take just one hot minute to be thankful for the fact that i came home, help the world's sweetest 10 year of with his homework. I watched TV, and laughed and drank hot chocolate with some of my favorite humans and a Christmas tree.
Sometimes that all you need. To be in wrapped up in a blanket, surrounded by the things that make your heart beat for the right reasons.
What i've found is that the simple, the ordinary things in life are often the things that i remember most and have the deepest impact on me. Often the times where i can recall exactly what a place felt like and smelled like....are regular days where the most exciting thing that happened was no one fell down.
I know we look for Jesus in the big moments, in births, and deaths, and recovery, and everything else that causes your mascara to run. But what I like most about my life is that Jesus is ever present in the regular. In the 9th grader that comes in to my room every morning to hug me. OR how some people spiral back into your life. or the way that hot chocolate tastes...because you remember what life was like the first time you had it, and remember what it feels like to be "home."
Today, I'm thankful for the way the world feels when it's blanketed in snow. For 9th graders who make you laugh, and for friends who become family, even when it feels like sometimes they want to get rid of you....because thats truly how families are.
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