I want you to understand where that light comes from and what we are supposed to do with it and where it should go. Light comes from God…
The love spills over. That’s really what made me tear up so often over the weekend. Not so much the pain as the love. Love that is rich, and authentic, and love that points to such overwhelming truth. It wouldn’t hurt so much if it wasn’t so real.
“Don’t hold back!” my grandchildren are saying. “Don’t hold back!” I was saying to the Tuckahoe Presbyterians. “Don’t hold back! Jesus is reminding me, “live like you mean it.”
Maybe it really is true that the younger children are, the closer they are to remembering – that they have a history with God (that we all have a history), a story we easily forget in this terrestrial plane, and that so much of faith is really about remembering…
So here are a handful of the best photos. Enjoy the balance of your family weekend, share all the love that you can, and watch both love and gratitude multiply.
I watched the sun slowly slip over the horizon, and I thought about how beautiful life is, and how important it is to grab hold of these moments when they come along, and how blessed I am to be able to simply rest in the goodness, and to be thankful.
What a beautiful day this is, and what an amazing opportunity is ours to be like the children and embrace learning, and growth, and experiences that stretch us in creative ways.
This is what living in community is supposed to be. The simple celebration of life together. Enjoying what we have in common.