Irony, borrowed shoes and rainbows amidst the dark
For the third time in the last few months, I had someone stop me and ask when I was writing another blog. This seems to have turned into a trend, as it's apparently now the only way that I remember to write again. However, it is greatly appreciated to know people read and enjoy this. So, to all those out there that read this, thank you.
The irony begins with Stacey, the very one who asked me when I was going to write again. She approached me when she arrived at the barn to ask what was apparently an "awkward" question. Turns out my definition of awkward and hers are two entirely different things. There was a myriad of thoughts running through my head before I found out her request was merely to borrow some riding boots. Boots, which it turns out, I had in her size. Go figure.
The borrowed shoe situation has turned into a thing at Creekside this fall. More specifically, only when Alex arrives to teach. Somehow we've developed a pattern that I lend shoes, more often than not, to Ella, only for Alex to walk in a short time later and find me in some combination of a girl's high school shoes and riding clothes. This, I can guarantee, will not be starting a fashion trend anytime soon.
It's hard to find the day to day mundane, when situations like this seem to happen upon me regularly. However, as I sat down to write this, it's the small things that I find myself very thankful for this Christmas season.
For the last couple weeks, as we're in the darkest days of our year, I have enjoyed the strange anomaly that has occurred with the sun sitting so low in the mornings. For a short amount of time every day, the light shines through the office and refracts through an award in the window, casting a vibrant rainbow right onto the arena floor. This may seem very trivial to you, but it causes me to stop every day and reflect a little.
The lyrics of the George Strait song "I saw God today" comes to mind. He sings, "saw a flower growing in the middle of the sidewalk, pushing up through the concrete, like it was planted right there for me to see." That line echoes my sentiment exactly, with the personalized rainbow that has graced me with it's presence these last few weeks.
My hope and wish for you all this season is that you'll find beauty amidst the darkness, wherever that may be in your life this holiday. It's too easy to buy into the chaos that consumerism creates in the need to purchase gifts. Please don't forget to stop and witness the beauty that's around us, even in your hustling.
To reiterate George,
"I've been to church
I've read the book
I know He's there
But I don't look
Near as often as I should.
His fingerprints as everywhere
I just look down and stop and stare
Open my eyes and then I swear
I saw God today."
Merry Christmas all!
The irony begins with Stacey, the very one who asked me when I was going to write again. She approached me when she arrived at the barn to ask what was apparently an "awkward" question. Turns out my definition of awkward and hers are two entirely different things. There was a myriad of thoughts running through my head before I found out her request was merely to borrow some riding boots. Boots, which it turns out, I had in her size. Go figure.
The borrowed shoe situation has turned into a thing at Creekside this fall. More specifically, only when Alex arrives to teach. Somehow we've developed a pattern that I lend shoes, more often than not, to Ella, only for Alex to walk in a short time later and find me in some combination of a girl's high school shoes and riding clothes. This, I can guarantee, will not be starting a fashion trend anytime soon.
It's hard to find the day to day mundane, when situations like this seem to happen upon me regularly. However, as I sat down to write this, it's the small things that I find myself very thankful for this Christmas season.
For the last couple weeks, as we're in the darkest days of our year, I have enjoyed the strange anomaly that has occurred with the sun sitting so low in the mornings. For a short amount of time every day, the light shines through the office and refracts through an award in the window, casting a vibrant rainbow right onto the arena floor. This may seem very trivial to you, but it causes me to stop every day and reflect a little.
The lyrics of the George Strait song "I saw God today" comes to mind. He sings, "saw a flower growing in the middle of the sidewalk, pushing up through the concrete, like it was planted right there for me to see." That line echoes my sentiment exactly, with the personalized rainbow that has graced me with it's presence these last few weeks.
My hope and wish for you all this season is that you'll find beauty amidst the darkness, wherever that may be in your life this holiday. It's too easy to buy into the chaos that consumerism creates in the need to purchase gifts. Please don't forget to stop and witness the beauty that's around us, even in your hustling.
To reiterate George,
"I've been to church
I've read the book
I know He's there
But I don't look
Near as often as I should.
His fingerprints as everywhere
I just look down and stop and stare
Open my eyes and then I swear
I saw God today."
Merry Christmas all!
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