Full and Slow

Today is a slow morning. It has been full, full of all the usual things, and the things that are becoming usual, and yet, I feel slow, like I am missing things or not fully participating in things.

This morning, I am thankful for:

- Waking up 2 minutes before my alarm

- Having clothes picked out the night before

- Snow snow snow

- Someone to walk with, who also enjoys the snow

- A boy's version of "making" a pie (putting an already made pie in the oven for an hour)

- A small group of committed students starting the day with prayer, together

- Being in sync with someone so that the next task is not even spoken

- Comfy couches at the school coffee shop

- Seeing our IV staff worker meeting with students

- Sitting on that couch and pouring hearts out, laughing fully

- Teachers who, were, after all, able to make it to class on time

- Hands being raised, then taken down, and yet, still called on

- The way Betsy plays with her rings with one hand while still raising it in the air

- Making philosophy somehow practical

- Standing in the doorway, discussing

- Calling a dorm room "home"

- Lunch date with a new friend

- Shared questions on assignments, for different classes

- Afternoons spent stretching thoughts into papers

- Realizing pole vaulting is a bad choice for today, and being ok with that

- Sierra Mist, left over from last night's dinner splurge

- Haphazard rearranging of desks so we can see one another better

- Using awkward time between class and lunch to write blog posts

- Knowing my day may be full, but that attitude and pace are linked

"Life is brief and it is fleeting, but it is not an emergency" Ann Voskamp