As for Mary, she treasured all these things and pondered them in her heart.*
In these words I hear an invitation to notice and to savor the unfolding moments of the day, to welcome and to sit comfortably with life's mysteries.
I've always been amazed to hear people declare, with an air of certainty, what is, was, and will be . . . especially when this analysis involves the character or motivation of another person.
It seems to me we bleach our world of color and nuance when we insist that our way of seeing is the only way.
I wonder. Am I limiting aspects of my world to stark black and white? Am I missing the invitation to expand my awareness? To see as others see? To explore and absorb the lavish abundance of a full-color life?
*Luke 2:19
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