This morning started as many do when Alison and I go adventuring.
"What do you want to do?"
"I don't know, what do you want to do?"
Back and forth, back and forth-if you are picturing the vultures in The Jungle Book you have a pretty fair image.
We hippity-hop to Franklin (my car-I believe I may be too attached, but I will deal with that later). Today, my turn to drive. I jump on 6th and begin venturing East. As Franklin is cruising, I pick out a beginning end point. Santiago's! Brilliant idea, if I do say so myself, what goes better with an adventure than a tasty breakfast burrito. We arrive, and much to my dismay-the breakfast burritos are ALL GONE! Though discouraged, we find a way to alleviate our downtrodden spirits. Well, maybe I find a way to brighten my day and Alison just joined in for the fun. Out comes the camera.
Walk a mile in some one else's shoes. Life will look a lot different in a few miles. Even in a few steps.
The eyes are the window into the soul. Often holding the answer: "where is my joy to be found."
Share your story so others may come and walk in your shoes. How else can we navigate the dark waters of this world?
At this point, Franklin beckons and we are off again. Further down 6th and towards Speer. The next location comes to mind. I have driven by this park at least 15 times and am always curious as to its purpose. It is a park dedicated to The Hungarian Uprising.
The whole creation waits breathless with anticipation for the revelation of God’s sons and daughters.
Romans 8.19
Memorial's-places where in our lives the experience only lasts for a breath. Yet, those waiting to be remembered, lived out their final breath.
I think the lion may win this staring contest.
There's a storm a brewin'
And so concluded the adventure.
+Romans 8.18-39
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