Sunday Blessings 182 & 183

(1) My sissy finding me some boxes.

(2) A text from D.C.

(3) Tackling Mt Laundry

(4) A sweet much needed summer rain

(5) Running into JA

(6) Lunch with SH

(7) Moderating #slatespeak

(8) Selling some items and decluttering.

(9) Making some progress on packing.

(10) Soaking rain

(11) Texting with Aunt N

(12) Yummy peaches

(13) Texting with one of my faves; MW

(14) Vacation with my sister

(15) Meeting another online friend in the flesh. It was fantastic ST!

(16) Seeing a childhood friend and her family.

(17) Running into JL at Ground Round

(18) Lyft drivers who get you around safely.

(19) KG picking us up at the airport!

(20) Some awesome sunset pics and texting with one of my faves!

From the Prairies

I am linking up for Five Minute Friday. The FMF is hosted by Kate Motaung on her blog Heading Home. Today’s prompt is “Place.” This community is such a gift to me. Today I even got to meet a blog friend in the flesh. What a blessing! We’d love to have you join us on Thursday nights for our Twitter party. 

I’m from the prairies of North Dakota, where the wind blows dirt and it is caked in every fiber of my being. In the words of one of my favorite children’s books, “You’re not from the prairie if you don’t know the feeling of the wind across your face.”

I’m from the prairies where my soul finds peace. A contentment like no other. I’m also from  the shores of Lake Sakakawea where the lock to my families story was finally unlocked. A freedom spilled forth as I told my fellow camp counselors. “I am the daughter of a woman who lives daily with a mental illness.”

I’m from Ashley Public School, the University of Mary, and Wartburg Theological Seminary. Places of education that have shaped me into who I am as a woman of faith. I am from blogging communities like the Slate Project and Five Minute Friday. Places that let me be fully who God created me to be.

I am from a place that allows me to hear the whispers of the Holy Spirit as she blows across the prairies of ND. I am from a place that makes me want to be a better person. I am from water that calls and claims me as a beloved child of God.

I am from the prairies of North Dakota; where wild flowers grow rampant and crowning golden fields yield the beauty of this land. Prairie sunsets and sunrises as far as the eye can see. A simple reminder of all God has created and reminds us all of our place in this broken beautiful world!

Sometimes We Just Need to Try

I am linking up for Five Minute Friday. The FMF is hosted by Kate Motaung on her blog Heading Home. Today’s prompt is “Try.” We’d love to have you join us on Thursday nights for our Twitter party.

One foot in front of the other, around each switchback, working my way to the top of the mountain. I’m not sure if I’ll get there but I must give it a try. I’m putting every fiber of my being into this climb. Because one doesn’t know what is above until one gets to the top.

Panting with every breathe, I’m ready to give in; to throw in the towel. But my friends, my traveling companions won’t give up on me. They too want me to try and are cheering me on.

After awhile, and much whining on my part, we get close to the top. Yet I’m finished. I don’t want to try anymore. I’m weary! My friends continue up to the top while my friend Scott and I start down the mountain. But not before I’m given time to pray and release some tears.

Then we begin down the mountain. We come to a clearing and Scott points to the mountain. You were there; probably three hundred feet from the base. In that moment, I realized sometimes it’s all about the attempt; giving it a try. It’s further than I’ve ever climbed/hiked before. I feel accomplished! Sometimes, it’s all about trying and doing what we didn’t think possible. Now I’m ready to try and hike even further!