this chapter came at the best time.
i was thinking about how influence is next week already and how these next six days until i leave will just drag. and then i thought about how the weekend would fly. and i thought to myself, i wish that wouldn't happen. i wish i could slow it down somehow.
i have read this book and i forgot that thankfulness is how we slow time down. that thankfulness, not after, but in the midst, is the anchor weighing down the torrent of minutes rushing wild.
i have forgotten - again - to give thanks.
so i know now, and i will remember as i make my way south, that i need to grasp every moment, ponder it in my heart, and be unspeakably thankful, because each moment i live, each breath i breathe, is a miracle in itself - the miracle eucharisteo precedes.
"life is not an emergency. life is eucharisteo" (voskamp, one thousand gifts, p.74)
& i want to live it.
how often have you mistaken hurrying for making up time instead of wasting it? how might you have to fully grasp moments in order to live them fully?
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one thousand gifts
19. talking to chelsea until 5am
20. grace for trying to make up time
22. being the only white person at a gas station in detroit proper...
23. ...& getting that gas for $3.68.
24. an orange bowl full of apple jacks