Favorites.

Sweet, white peaches.
Ice, cold watermelon.
Laying under a tree
and falling asleep to the gentle breeze.
(After reading a book and laying it across my tummy.)

These are a few of my favorite things.

They're simple things. I've always wanted to live life simply, but is it ever bad for everything to be too simple? I've always thought it was a good thing, but what if there is a myth to simplicity?

Eyes.

This week, I am being humbled from realizing my self-centeredness. It's ugly. And being proactive with killing my sins has surprisingly altered my vision. I guess I shouldn't be surprised because Paul speaks of it in Romans 5 and 12, but that speaks all the more of how blinded I can be by immediate rewards. No more. No more ugliness. I want to love, to see the needs of those beyond me, to act and do something about it.

What am I missing? Love for humanity. Caring for the broken-hearted. Heart for the forgotten. I need God's eyes.

Faith my sight.
Grace my feet.