Moments hold meaning. But do they change our lives in real, sustainable, ever-lasting ways?
I hate putting in effort; I just want to enjoy.
We would never fix the brakes on our cars without help, yet we routinely assume we can fix the far more complicated brakes on our thoughts, speech and deeds.
There are times when your heart continuing to beat has to be enough.
Can you imagine the practical grace in your thoroughgoing pulsation?
Can seemingly small pleasures and appreciation of daily life foster great insight?
