Picking up where we left off...

How is it that after 5 years we are able to pick up where we left off? Time has moved us forward and our current lives are so drastically different yet when we see each other it's as if time has stood still. How is it that we can be separated by oceans on 3 different continents YET still be so connected by heart things?




I have spent each evening this week seeing friends from days that are distant memories and it's been a long time since I've laughed so hard or smiled so much! I've also had the opportunity to hear Ravi Zaccharias speak each evening and that man is one great speaker with incredible stories. My heart is full!

Sometimes it's not about speaking...

A friend recently sent me an inspirational excerpt from a book she's reading...and I can't stop thinking about it. There's something serenly true about it. It resonates with me. Tenderness with which my words are spoken..., faces of students fade in and out...Walking through the world in a tender, loving way... I rush through my day so often that I don't portray this and rarely expect to encounter it from others. There's something quiet and still about communicating this way...

"Communication does not always depend on words alone but on the tenderness with which they are spoken. Walking through the world in a tender, loving way is a form of communication that goes beyond words to our deepest feelings."