The trees whisper a quiet hush while the snow crunches underfoot as I walk in the woods.  It’s as if the trees and the sky are telling me their own soul story.  This is holy ground.  The place where I am met and held by the one who holds the whole world in his hands.   

I come in empty and leave refreshed by the beauty of nature.  The deer running, the birds chirping, the snow gently falling, it’s all a gracious peace.  The demands of life seem so many and the quiet time so little.   I pray slow me down Lord, slow me down.  Help me to hear your voice above all the noise.  

Let me live in the simplicity of who you are.  Let me belong to you and let everything else go.  Like balloons flying high in the air, I let my worries slip away with the wind.   

The more days I live, the more I long for stillness, peace, laughter, and joy.  No matter the circumstances, these must fill my soul or the life in me is gone.   

Light and airy, like a beautiful butterfly sailing through the air.  This must be the focus of living.  Free and wild.  Living fully into what makes us come alive. 

Breathing deep, inhaling life all around me, it’s pure gift.  Creating space for thankfulness, eucharisteo.  Creating space for learning, growing, changing.  Not being afraid to take risks.  To run towards the life you know God has called you to.  And to do it not being hindered by anything.  

Waking up with a smile on our face and a spring in our step.  Light and airy.  Chasing beauty and finding it in all things.  Being fully present to those around us.  Looking others in the eye during long conversations.  Getting outside.  Opening the word.  Petting the dog long.  Life that is light, airy, full of goodness.   

art by Maya Bruening

What if life looked a lot more like living and a lot less like worry? Jesus says the birds of the air don’t worry and we count far more than birds, so why do we worry?  What if we gave our money away, our time away and didn’t blink an eye because we trusted our good good Father to take care of us.  What if we loved every single person and we didn’t care what anyone thought?  What if we truly turned the other cheek and loved our enemy?   

This feels to me light, airy, beautiful, decadent, LIFE GIVING.  What is life anyway if all we do is hold everything with clenched fists?  What if we open our hands, open our hearts, let the father in, and let love pour out?   

Living palms up, knees to the ground feels a lot like peace to me.  Letting go of “stuff that hinders”, believing in God’s goodness.  “Anyone who wants to approach God must believe both that he exists and that he CARES enough to respond to those who seek him.” -Hebrews 11:6 MSG   

We are not victims.  We are beloved warriors called to do hard things.  Called to live in the ebb and flow of life.  Casting off our worries and beginning again.  Fighting again for all the moments that really matter in life.   

Our mantra here at Hope Farms is that none of it is ours, we are just called to steward what we have been given.  Risks look a lot more like hope when living inside the circle of trust in Jesus.  We can step out confidently to do the next right thing, take the next adventure because we KNOW the one who holds us and we are not worried about tomorrow.  His goodness, his plans are far better than anything we could ask or imagine.   

“Each one of these people of faith died not yet having in hand what was promised, but still believing.  How did they do it?  They saw it way off in the distance, waved their greeting, and accepted the fact that they were transients in this world.  People who live this way make it plain that they are looking for their true home.  They were after a far better country—heaven country.” -Hebrews 11 13-15 MSG 

Let’s fly sisters. Throw off all that hinders and run your race with confidence.  There is no scarcity in God’s kingdom, only overflowing abundance.  Be fearless + relentless in the pursuit of what sets your soul on fire.   

The sun breaking through the morning feels light and airy.  The moon overhead whispers courage. And all the abundance of the kingdom surrounds me. 

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