I love a fresh year like I love a fresh snow. Just as I enter a new year, I indulge in the same set of rituals. Starting a new running log. Uncluttering my closets. Staining the pages of a bright-white journal with its first ink and coffee stains. And having a few days to muse over the coming year. Usually, the first entries in the new journal are burdened with interminable lists of goals. Lord willing, this time I set my sights on a simpler daily track.Happy New Year everyone!
day by day
strength for today
coffee in my mouth
a run in my legs
sunshine in my eyes
great music in my headphones
good food for my family
his word in my heart
truths in my head
works in my faith
letters from my pen
a book in my hands
a home to create
peace in my mind
a husband to love
prayer on my lips
rest for my bones
hope for tomorrow
2 comments:
love, love, love this! i can't wait for the day that life can be this simple but for now I trudge through to get to the other side. thanks for sharing, abbey. as usual, very inspirational.
As we share these most eternal hopes may we share the trails and the daily rituals in passage that celebrate real life
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