Stucco, Skulls, and Skies

“I’d had no particular interest in the Southwest at all as a young girl, and I was completely surprised that the desert stole my heart to the extent it did.” – Terri Windling

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Finding Community

Since I was born I have lived in 6 different states (and two different times in two of those states). Growing up in a Christian home meant finding a new church every time we moved. I don’t remember “church shopping” for the first decade of my life, but ever since we moved to Colorado I have vivid memories the experience. So now from CO – NM – TN, I have picked up on a few things to consider when you find yourself in a new city and searching for a new church community:

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The Whole Time

“Three months ago you couldn’t have even imagined yourself here now…”

And that’s exactly the point. I couldn’t have possibly imagined. But that’s also exactly how God promised to work:

Now to Him who is able to do far more abundantly beyond all that we ask or imagine, according to the power that works within us, to Him be the glory in the church and in Christ Jesus to all generations forever and ever. Amen. – Ephesians 3:20-21

God wants to do more than we imagine. And in these past four months, He has.

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Small Town Escapes

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We took off from the Moriarty Municipal Airport late in the afternoon. The plane sat four people and you needed to wear noise cancelling headphones to avoid going deaf from the sound of the propellors in the front.

And as we flew over eastern New Mexico I watched the sky change from blue to purple, with the blinding sunset falling into the Sandias behind us. And I thought, how cool, that we get to fly away from the setting sun and into the evening that has already begun in Clovis.

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MORE Grace

I love the word grace. I love the idea of grace. I have it tattooed across my ribs in a spiral, cursive font. I write it over and over again my my devotions each morning. I am forever grateful for it.

I am not very good and putting it into practice.

Because along with grace I also love justice. I love being right. I am more stubborn about winning than showing grace. (Wow that was hard to write).

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