Oh, feeling that feeling of half decent this morning. It’s been two days of nasty side effects for this guy. But here I am sipping on a cup of the world’s strongest coffee and there appears to be some light at the end of the tunnel. Kind of like our vision of Spring right now. Only the smallest of hints that the darkest day has past but nevertheless…
Christmas Eve today, yes it is, no matter my/our troubles. It is exactly as it should be here in the year of our Lord 2018, that is for sure. That is one thing we can all bank on.
I’ve had some time to ponder the direction of the blog for 2019, our brand new year that we are ready to unwrap. Let me back up to mention some things that are influencing me. And then maybe I can get on to explaining my need for changing things.
Maybe the best thing that happened to me in 2018 was witnessing the wedding that was held at my/our cancer treatment center. I reported on it here in the blog and you will have to scroll back a few months to find it. It was just quirky. The idea was quirky. It was just quirky that I got to witness it. It was just quirky that joy can cling to a small chuck of real estate like a hallway in a hospital like it does so us participants and witnesses will forever be smiling when we pass through it.
There is a need for joy. And most of all there is a need for joy in places where we least expect it, where it is most needed, where we can’t possibly miss it when it happens, rare but potent.
Maybe I will just let that sit with you for the day. There is more to say and tomorrow we can go on with it. Morning walk here in half an hour. Looks gray and dry out. We are beginning to encounter some standing water on the trail and Raven Creek is starting to run. Time for steadfast hearts and hearty conversation in this wintertime.
Steadfast loves, Felipé.