Our brightest blazes of gladness are commonly kindled by unexpected sparks.
[Samuel Johnson]
I was stabbed by a cactus-y branch yesterday. The thing literally jumped out and nicked me! My arm was covered in blood for the rest of the run - I loved it. I was forced to finish the run with my tough girl face.
I love the tough girl face. I love my little lady students who are in their pretty dresses and moving rocks and sand without a second thought, I love getting dolled up only to slide on my 8 year old Addias Sandals. I love my pearl earrings and Dove Chocolate, but I am so excited to cook pork in the ground tonight and load up on BBQ sauce with U of A friends.
I love the hard to hear truth - but appreciate the simple and tender grace that follows.
The Mattoon's are stopping by before their misson in Mexico, Sween is coming soon, College Basketball season is in full swing, will be signing up for soccer league, and I've got a week without meetings ahead..... pure bliss.
Unexpected sparks are the best.
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