Tuesdays: The Extraordinary Mundane
- Bailey
- Jul 7, 2015
- 2 min read
1. my person Eating fluffy eggs and crispy hash browns and buttery toast, I sat across from my person this morning at breakfast. I watched the light in her eyes as she recounted her latest adventure with big hand gestures and hilarious sound effects. As we talked and exchanged stories and encouraged each other, I thanked God yet again for my person, as I do everyday, but especially today for time and proximity and eggs and toast.
2. rereading books I’m one of those people who, when they happen upon a gem of a book, reread it multiple times. Yesterday was my third time finishing Cold Tangerines by Shauna Niequist, and today my third time reflecting on the truths and adoring the writing. Rereading books is like reliving periods of time for me because I can remember details of exactly what was going on in my life as I read each chapter and focus on the underlined and highlighted parts of each section. This book specifically floors my heart because I centered my vision, goals, prayers for this year around its theme.
3. the sweet wanderlust I hope everyone at least once in their life has that one person they look up to and admire and just long to be. I know I do. I look up to this person because Jesus has used her in a magnificent way to inspire me. I admire this person for her tangible grasp on individuality and for her fearless, adventurous spirit, but most of all for her grounded faith in Jesus and how she soaks every exciting journey of her life in her pursuit of Him. This person is who I dream of becoming, the real-life existence of all those “future-selves” I’ve kept in the back of my mind, the steadfast Jesus-pursuer of the rarest kind.
3.5 Follow this link to really see who I’m talking about. She’s the real deal, a blogger/writer/traveler/marketer/Jesus-follower.
4. johnnyswim In the middle of post-high school, pre-college life, I’ve found, is this weird, limbo-y, neutral state of being otherwise known as summer. This strange tunnel-like season echos with a million thoughts and questions and emotions– a mixture of leaving the past behind, focusing on the present, and dreaming about the future. In a natural current of events, the artist headlining my college’s welcome week concert has become the soundtrack of my dreaming. When I listen to them now, I think about listening to them live that first week of school, with old and new friends, loud and energetic, over the moon for this new journey that, at that point, has just begun.
