Day 1

Today is day one.

The winds have quieted to a whisper.

The rains have surrendered, and the earth breathes.

The sun tries to shyly emerge, brushing the edges of the clouds with light.

And just like that, it’s day one.

Day one of hands reaching across divides, of hearts turning toward one another.

Day one of rebuilding what was broken, piece by precious piece.

Day one of remembering who we are, as a people, as a nation, as souls bound by a love that is bigger than us all.

Day one of loving our neighbors as ourselves, of living as his disciples, known by the way we love.

It’s day one of renewing our love for our children,

Day one of rediscovering the beauty in the eyes of our beloved, of holding close the family, the friends, the ones we hold dear.

It’s day one of cherishing this wild, abundant life we’ve been gifted, no longer taken for granted.

Day one has arrived.

What will you do with it?

How will you honor this day, this beginning?

This is the day the Lord has made. I *will* rejoice and be glad in it.

With all my heart, I am grateful for day one.

Though each of our “day ones” may look different, may you find something beautiful, something tender, in this day too.

Stop dreaming of “one day.”

It’s day one.

Grief and gratitude can hold each other,

and even here, in this moment, there is beauty.

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