"I get the invitation every morning when I wake up to actually live a life of complete engagement, a life of whimsy, a life where love does. It doesn't come in an envelope. It's ushered in by a sunrise, the sound of a bird, or the smell of coffee drifting lazily from the kitchen. It's the invitation to actually live, to fully participate in this amazing life for one more day....Turning down this invitation comes in lots of flavors. It looks like numbing yourself or distracting yourself or seeing something really beautiful as normal. It can also look like refusing to forgive or not being grateful or getting wrapped up around the axle of fear or envy. I think every day God sends us an invitation to live and sometimes we forget to show up or get head-faked into thinking we haven't really been invited. But, you see, we have been invited, every day, all over again."
It's November. The month where we celebrate Thanksgiving, my favorite holiday. Every year around this same season, I feel compelled to be more intentional about counting my blessings and being aware and mindful to the gifts that are all around me. So, to do that, I am going to attempt blogging each day in November about things that I'm thankful for.
Today, I am thankful for Halloween. Weird. I know. But Halloween provided me with the chance to be silly, eat more candy than I should, wear tacky earrings, bake cute cupcakes, dress Lulu up as a hotdog, and sip on hot apple cider. I loved handing out candy to the precious little children. They never cease to amaze me as I watch them use their imagination and truly own their character. I love that little girls not only dress up as princesses, fairies, butterflies, and lady bugs, but that they also own that character. the boys embrace their God given adventurous spirit, believing they are a ninja, a knight, and a pirate. No one tells them to do this. It's innate. They BELEIVE they are that magical character. I found myself thankful to experiece Halloween through children. I couldn't help but think that God was reminding me to own my royal identity in Christ. What if we believed, for just one second, that we are who God says we are?? Our lives would look drastically different.