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					<description><![CDATA[Reflected Hi friends. I know it doesn&#8217;t seem like I&#8217;m writing, but I am. In an effort to write with more intentionality, I’ve embarked on a self-imposed Advent Writing Challenge. I am working through Kate Bowler’s Advent Devotional, “The Season of Waiting (and waiting…and waiting…). Kate is a NYT bestselling author and associate professor of [&#8230;]]]></description>
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									<p>Hi friends.<br /><br /></p><p>I know it doesn&#8217;t seem like I&#8217;m writing, but I am. In an effort to write with more intentionality, I’ve embarked on a self-imposed Advent Writing Challenge. <br /><br /></p><p>I am working through Kate Bowler’s Advent Devotional, “The Season of Waiting (and waiting…and waiting…). Kate is a NYT bestselling author and associate professor of American religious history at Duke Divinity. Kate is witty and charming, but what I appreciate most about her is her ability to live in the both/and. Life can be so, so hard, and yet we can also find moments of hope and joy. Having been diagnosed with stage IV cancer years ago, Kate doesn&#8217;t sugar-coat anything. I really love that about her. She&#8217;s able to hold the tension of hard and good, which is such a necessary and honest approach to living.<br /><br /></p><div><p>Each day there is a small Bible passage to read, along with a short devotional and a reflection question to ponder. It&#8217;s not too late to jump in. If you&#8217;re interested, you can download it <a href="https://katebowler.com/advent2022/">here</a>. (It&#8217;s free, and it feels like a gift.) I&#8217;ve created this little writing challenge for myself where each day I set my timer for 10 minutes and reflect on the question for that day. I have pages of writing, and I thought I&#8217;d share just one piece with you.<br /><br /></p><p>I&#8217;m no poet, but for some reason my spirit led me to reflect on this question through poetry. I&#8217;ve been reading a lot of Mary Oliver, so perhaps I&#8217;ve been inspired by her. (I know I&#8217;ve been inspired by her.) Anyway, it was fun to play around with words in a different way.<br /><br /></p><p>The reflection question was: <b>Describe a time you experienced the divine in an everyday moment</b><b> </b><b>lately. </b>This is my response:</p><div> </div></div>								</div>
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									<div><p><em><strong>Reflected</strong></em></p><p> </p><p>The divine presence of God,<br />reflected in the whisper of the leaves <br />gently dancing in the trees.</p><p> </p></div><div><p>In the solitude of a quiet trail &#8211; <br />birds, frolicking in the canopy above<br />squirrels, playing tag in the wilderness.<br /><br />A pink sunset, like stepping into a masterpiece,<br />and the heart-shaped rock that reminds me <br />God is still here. <br /><br />The freedom of the mountaintop <br />after a really difficult climb – <br />I catch my breath and lose it at the same time.<br /><br />Overlooking all of God’s creation,<br />knowing it extends so much farther <br />and wider than my eyes can see.<br /><br /></p></div><div><p>The awe. <br /><br />The awareness of my smallness <br />in comparison to God’s greatness. <br />Not that God thinks I’m small. <br /><br />God is just so expansive – <br />and Their love is equally so. <br />Far and wide like that mountaintop.<br /><br /></p></div><div><p>Extending to all of us. <br />No exceptions. <br />And nothing can separate us from that love. <br /><br />We only have to believe.</p></div><div><p> </p></div><div><p> </p></div>								</div>
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