My weekend was beautiful! God has been working in my life in truly amazing ways, and not to sound cliche, but truly, He has been so good. It was a pretty rough Fall season, and each day, I yearned for renewal and healing and a new season of life, and I am slowly seeing light and sunshine and what it looks like to be joyful with each new day.
Having a faith-filled community and friends that I can call upon for any time I am in need, is something I would have not recognized, were it not for these keen awareness that has been building inside and around me. For that, I am grateful. I am getting in touch once again with what I enjoy doing, what brings me joy, what saddens me, and how I can use this one precious life of mine to serve others and delight in each moment. Some days and minutes and hours are easier than others, but I am continually drawn back into this sacred space.
Gratitude has come in abundance in my life. I could not be more grateful for an amazing set of coworkers that I get to be surrounded by each day, family that I could reach out to at any given point of the day, friends that are only a phone call or a text message away, and a healthy life.
This weekend, I volunteered with students, bought myself a succulent, bought my LaLa succulent a home (“LaLa” is her name), took a nap, took a yoga class, then climbed. I felt strong, and I had fun. I went to the grocery store, bought myself some fruits, veggies, and all things healthy (my fun item was a box of snickerdoodle cookies), and made myself a delicious salad for dinner. I practiced my music for Sunday’s mass and called it a night. I thought to myself, “Thank you God for a day where I could enjoy the sunshine and do what I love doing!”
The next day, I got to sing at mass again where I was reminded of God’s amazing grace, drove over to the Farmer’s Market, ate a breakfast quesadilla on the sidewalk next to a super cute little toddler, bought a harness and some chalk, went to visit the women at the jail and brought them communion, ran at the gym, took a yoga class, then climbed. I came home and was grateful for a day full of goodness and light.
The readings we went over today affirmed and encouraged the women I met with. It was truly amazing to see how they made links and connections with what scripture was saying to them. It was a gift to watch their eyes light up, teary-eyed, recognizing that God’s presence was with them. To be in that space is sacred.
I’m not sure what could have made my weekend any better. Do I miss my dog? All the time. But I have been gifted with so many things and people, that when I continue to look up, I am continually encouraged and surrounded by so much love.