Ohhhhh, January. January. JANUARY!!! What a friggin’ month it was. Cold and dark and fraught with political turmoil the likes of which I’ve never seen. Looking back at my photo log, I see it held a few bright spots, though…
We spent a Friday out at the summit watching Juliette get her ski on. This kid is a natural!
Before long, she’ll be zipping down mountains like these!
The chant of the morning was, “Faster, Daddy! I wanna go faster!”
I was so proud of her unshakable spirit – even after a tumble, she squealed with laughter and popped right back up.
The staff member at the top of the magic carpet became Juliette’s new best friend, as she exuberantly high-fived her at each dismount.
This place we live in really is somethin’ else…
There were a handful of lovely (though freezing) sunsets last month – Juliette and I enjoyed this one from the grass at Jose Rizal Park in Beacon Hill.
A buddy turned four on the 14th and we partied hard.
On the 21st, we gathered with our crew and 130,000 other Seattleites to take to the streets for the post-inaugural Women’s March. It was a beautiful day, full of sunshine and incredible kindness.
This girl refuses to despair.
And oh, the dinners! So many warm, restorative, good-for-the-soul meals shared with friends (these two make a mean cornbread).
Today marks the beginning of a new month. The world outside is still feeling awfully shaky and dark. But as I was taking my lunchtime walk today and listening to the latest report on immigration reform, I heard a voice: TURN IT OFF. I paused my podcast and queued up Oceans by Hillsong.
I will call upon Your Name
And keep my eyes above the waves
When oceans rise
My soul will rest in Your embrace
For I am Yours and You are mine
The waves are indeed huge. The future is so uncertain. And yet, God offers rest to the weary. I sensed Him urging me to unplug for a couple of days as I head into the mountains tomorrow for a snowy getaway with Shane and Jules. I’ve felt an overwhelming sense of responsibility to stay informed, concerned that I can’t properly empathize or advocate if I’m not up to speed on all the latest coming out of D.C., but I need a detox. I need to let God pull my head above water.
And once I’ve rested? I will march on, this verse ringing in my ears:
Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders
Let me walk upon the waters
Wherever You would call me
Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander
And my faith will be made stronger
In the presence of my Savior