I’ve been absent. I have lots of good reasons. Like…
Besides taking the trip of a lifetime with my favorite human, I’ve been continuing to recover from the hip surgery I had back in the spring. God is so faithful. I am healing and getting stronger. In France and Italy, TJ and I averaged about 10 miles per day, and my body held up extremely well. Thank you to those of you who were praying for me!
I’ve also been pouring writing energy into helping my church – CITYLIGHTS – get its blog and social media going. Check it out if you get a chance.
In addition, TJ’s brother got married last weekend, and then I traveled for work for a few days. We’ve had an exciting few months — so much to savor and enjoy. At this point, I get excited about making grocery lists and doing laundry. Insanity setting in or proof that humans need some level of routine?
Here’s a thought I have been musing on since I last wrote:
It seems everyone I know (and presumably many I don’t) are seeking, seeking, seeking to find purpose, peace and joy.
On some level, I think we all know love is the answer for that quest. That may be why our culture so idolizes love. We know intuitively it can bring stability, meaning and happiness. The problem is often that love brings with it some things none of us seek out by nature. Sacrifice. Selflessness. Responsibility. Belief. Faith. Our human love often demands the desirable attributes and eschews the difficult ones.
As far as I’ve experienced, only God’s love gets this right. And only His love in us helps us get it right. Our purpose, peace and joy are found in love — but only His. And His, when allowed to have its way with us, produces the traits we are least able to conjure up on our own — the very ones that grab the attention of any and all who have until that point accepted the substitutes the world offers.
Purpose, peace and joy. Can you honestly say you have them? They’re available to you.