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Living fully

All week I've been pondering the idea of living fully.

Prompted by the sermon at church on Sunday, I'm chewing on the idea of experiencing all that each day holds...

whether it's a glorious day spent by the river with the sounds of my children playing together

or an evening spent in the emergency room, scared out of my wits.

Wherever God has me, I want to fully be in that moment.

Even in the doldrums of a summer day that seems to never end, I want to live it. Love it. Embrace it.

So I'm breathing fully.
Savoring the little things.
Tasting more.
Reflecting.

Even in conflict and boredom and tiredness - I want to fully be there.

So that's what I've been thinking about.

How are you all?

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  1. Anonymous1:10 PM

    So what happened with that you had to go to the emergency room. You can't just mention that in passing without some explaination!!

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  2. is everyone ok?
    I think living fully is a lovely goal. :D

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