Holy Week.

As spring quickly turns into summer, these warm sunny days have me reflecting on the beauty of this new growth that blooms within. This month held the celebration of Easter, the resurrection of our Savior, and the beauty of holy week. This holy week brought me home. This holy week brought me a home.

It was Tuesday of holy week and I sat with my spiritual director, present to the growth and in awe of the beauty of what God had been creating in me the past few weeks. I had been learning a lot about redirecting my desires and acquiring a taste for a feast and a table that is worth waiting for. I had been struggling with frustration in the waiting as I watched the world around me pursue and achieve success with ease and pleasure. I wanted that but didn’t want that numbing and lack of sincerity that I saw come with it. My spiritual director reminded me that the greatest pleasures in life require an acquired taste. A palate that is invested in the waiting so that when goodness comes, it can be savored. So, there I was, learning to redirect my disordered desires, remembering that redemption has a chorus of grace.

Good Friday came and my realestate agent called me with a listing he thought I might be interested in. I came with low expectations as my home search had been a year-long process where nothing had felt like home and my budget and the increasing interest rates held little hope. None the less, I showed up.

The moment I walked in, I felt the warmth of home and the invitation to stay awhile. It caught me off guard. One thing led to the next…

I stand in amazement…After a year-long journey of looking for a place to call home, I went into escrow on a home on Friday, Good Friday and it’s holy week that’s bringing me home.

Thankful for the waiting, the watching and the wondering…More to come with keys in hand on May 8th 🔑 !

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The shifts have kept me on my toes…long nights, lots of babies, learning to precept the new staff, and always being stretched to see new beauty in the labor room. Excited and terrified to move to day shift in May. My night shift team has become a support system that I am so thankful for, but my body and my mind long for a normal sleep schedule! End of May should bring a hard but good transition as I wake with the rest of the world to do my work!

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Love on your people & keep in perspective your beautiful legacy in light of eternity.…

Love and Blessings,

Lindsey xoxo