#whatliftsyou
When you step into those 20-foot wings, you can’t help but contemplate the hashtag.
What is it that lifts you? Inspires you? Moves you, warms you, takes hold?
If we decelerate enough to ponder it, I bet the answer could guide the trajectory of our day… our week… maybe our life. If we let it.
#whatliftsyou
A myriad of things hoist my heart to the sky— small things, big things, and things that aren’t things. I’m lifted by a heckuva lot. For now, though, I will say GRATITUDE. Gratitude lifts me. It lifts me, and it simultaneously grounds me.
I am so grateful.
For people — how weird and awesome and loving and broken [and mendable] we are.
For coffee and well-told stories and Florida beaches and holiday decorations and the third letter of BFF.
For belly laughs and warm chocolate chip cookies and sunrises and the smell of fall and everyday heroes.
For Jesus and raspy-throated music and moonlit snow and suppertime and a cool mural painted on a Nashville wall.
And on and on and on…
#whatliftsyou
Think about thinking about it. You’ve got a pair of wings just waiting.