1000 Take Two: Home

565. Playing catch in the backyard

566. Swinging when you’re behind in the count

567. Early morning mail runs that end in #bethday presents

568. Caramel cake

569. World changers (I’m friends with so many of them)

570. Squinting against the sun coming in the window

571. The ability to bring joy in the midst of frustration

572. Staff devos where truth is spoken and foundations are shaken. Oh Lord, may we get it this time.

573. A bookshelf for all my favorite books

574. CFA dinners & couch talks with the Lynch fam.

575. Sitting on the left side of the auditorium with Christine like we’re wild.

576. Mountain tops in faded layers and trees in just-turning-from-green – and only wanting an easel and huge canvas to capture it

577. People who care about my dreams and goals

578. Planned gifts failed & tucked away for another season

579. Ashley being back on the mountain

580. Lunches full of laughter

581. Finding the (real) first 500 tucked away in a box of books waiting to be remembered

582. How thankful I was for the sun through the windows, folds in mountains, and walking the Psalms with a dear friend

583. Reminders of Honduras and “la luna” from the boy with the pretty eyes

584. Circles showing up in everything like tables and couches and gathering

585. ENFPs

586. Cold coffee on accident

587. Being Small by Jimmy Needham

588. Planting things on Sundays

589. Reading glasses


“Use what you have, use what the world gives you.
Use the first day of fall: bright flame before winter’s deadness; harvest; orange, gold, amber; cool nights and the smell of fire.
Our tree-lined streets are set ablaze, our kitchens filled with the smells of nostalgia: apples bubbling into sauce, roasting squash, cinnamon, nutmeg, cider, warmth itself.
The leaves as they spark into wild color just before they die are the world’s oldest performance art, and everything we see is celebrating one last violently hued hurrah before the black and white silence of winter.”
-Shauna Niequist