A Eucharisteo Moment

I walk in a rhythm of highs and lows. Interaction after interaction. Seeing the hearts in need of help. In a deep deep hunger for soothing peace. Every person I encounter resembles my aching and I dig deep with them. To see the hurt and the pain. And wait with them till the light of God’s comfort embraces them whole.

The past few weeks have been tuning in to this rhythm. And I get tuned in so deep and this morning I uncoil from the work and breathe. I spend some time listening to the voice of encouragement. Going back to that one thing that has helped me keep my grace-filled rhythm constant.

Ann Voskamp does that for me. And tuning in to her eucharisteo rhythm which she discovered at the height of her anxiety-filled life brings me into a solace that I would never have known had I not learned the habit of counting gifts.

860. Noodles for yesterday’s lunch
861. The peaceful moments listening to encouraging words
862. Blue masking tape for the brown notebooks give away
863. The rain filling days with quiet
864. Money to pay for things
865. Gift certificates for Starbucks
866. My Virgin Mary pendant, Mom’s birthday gift
867. Light moments with family, remembering Malaysia & Europe
This morning I remember why I chose to let go of all that felt safe. My job. The expected achievement of my career practice. And I wade in this pool of possibility. Waiting moment after moment for God to show up in the ways He loves me.

This morning, I breathe easy and I’m grateful. Slowing down to notice the birds chirping. Slowing down to pay attention to the gift of living my one life well.

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