Your Practice Resurrection photo stories [2017, vol. 2]

For the next five weeks (from now until Pentecost), will you join me in feasting on Resurrection goodness in our everyday lives?

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I love the beautiful photo stories you've shared about the ways you've been able to practice resurrection the past couple of weeks. Each one represents a moment (or more) you've made, in the words of Eugene Peterson, "the deliberate decision to believe in and participate in resurrection life."  Thank you for welcoming us to celebrate these moments with you, friends.

Here's a list I made to help us stay present to the celebration of Eastertide: 50 ways to Practice Resurrection during the 50 days of Eastertide. Whether you use one of these ideas or something else entirely, I'd love to hear about it! (See the bottom of the post for several options for sharing your photos and captions with me.)

Now on to this week's stories!


go here To read about jen's lament of lydia's life and god's comfort  in her grief.

go here To read about jen's lament of lydia's life and god's comfort  in her grief.

 
Remembering our sweet Lydia who left us seven years ago today. Levi asked to make something special to take to the cemetery and chose painted stones. The words he wanted written (he really came up with them himself) echo our prayer - “Holy Christ, we love You and we love Lydia. We hope we get to see Lydia again.” I would only edit slightly to say because of the Christ we love (who we know loves Lydia too) we KNOW we will see her again.
— Jen Thompson, Burlington, VT

@Maplehurstgardens on IG

@Maplehurstgardens on IG

 
The ‘William Baffin’ rose around the vegetable garden is beginning to bloom. Also, I’ve discovered that neatly mulching my garden paths with straw may be the key to growing food: I actually want to be in this space now. Apparently I avoid garden chores when the space feels messy and overwhelming.

Yesterday, I:
• Planted out my marigold seedlings. I concentrated them in the beds where I’ll plant tomatoes.
• Planted a few nasturtium seedlings. I love ‘Salmon Gleam’.
• Potted up a new rose: an antique called ‘Gruss an Aachen.’
— Christie Purifoy at her 1880 farmhouse, Maplehurst, in Pennsylvania

@WirelessHogan on IG

@WirelessHogan on IG

 
Last week our daughter Shandíín really wanted to go kayaking for her birthday. But on her actual birthday it was raining. So today, in beautiful 80 degree weather, we took the family kayaking. It was a beautiful day on the Potomac. Creator Ahé’hee.
— Mark Charles, Washington, D.C.

 
The splendor of the King, clothed in majesty
Let all the earth rejoice
All the earth rejoice

He wraps himself in Light, and darkness tries to hide
And trembles at His voice
Trembles at His voice

HOW GREAT IS OUR GOD, SING WITH ME!
— Walter Wittwer, Norwalk, CT

 
Rainy days often inspire me to wear black. Today I decided to practice resurrection. Rain means life; that’s worth having hope. Life for not only pretty flowers, but plants and crops that give us sustenance
— Megan Silver, Trumbull, CT

 
There are some wonderful perks about living in Chapel Hill. Monday morning Sabbath Day walk - 63 degrees, Bolin Creek Trail, owls hooting in the woods.
— Steve Breedlove, Chapel Hill, NC

 
I want to practice redemption even in my odd moments and free hours.

Learning to make use of little bits and pieces, to glean scraps and make beautiful things, is one way to do that. A pincushion reminds of this wisdom. And these fabric yo-yos might become a pillow, or a bag, or a sweet hairpin, but for now they simply remind me not to be hasty in tossing something out.
— Bethany Hebbard, Austin, TX

 
This view is unique to Black Rock and I’m so grateful for it in every season, but especially Spring.
— Doran Wright, Bridgeport, CT

 
Love and peace, Bridgeport.
— Doran Wright, Bridgeport, CT

Now it's your turn. Who wants to join us?

Three steps to contribute your photo story (after reading the Wendell Berry poem here).

1. Add something to your day that helps you practice resurrection (one day or fifty days doesn't matter).
2. Take a picture and write a description in 1-50 words. 
3. Share it with me via an emailFacebook, or Instagram (you can tag me with @asacramentallife or use the #PracticeResurrection2017 hashtag.) I'll share some of your photo-stories with everyone here each week

In what ways are you practicing resurrection this week?  I'd love to hear about it!

S-Town's Limited Understanding of Empathy [sharing at Think Christian today]

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“John B McLemore lives in Shittown, Alabama.”

So read the subject line of the email that first caught the attention of This American Life producer Brian Reed and would become the seed for the podcast S-Town. Upon further engaging with McLemore, chief malcontent of Woodstock, Ala., Reed found himself navigating a maze of complicated characters, rumors of corruption, unrequited love, and a downward spiral of plot twists. For Christians, the podcast also functions as a complicated consideration of how to best love our neighbors.

The plot of S-Town is worthy of a Shakespearean tragedy. Yet Brian Reed is not Shakespeare, and his role in telling us the heartbreaking life story of a gifted but unhappy man encompasses more than theatricality. Through Reed’s ability to offer an empathetic ear to everyone he meets, we have the privilege of discovering unexpected beauty among the citizens and landscapes of a backwater community in the Bible Belt. Yet as Reed gets spun into the story as a character invested in the lives of the people he encounters, his empathy morphs into a voyeuristic pity, one that fails to intervene for the truest good of those he’s encountered.

A warning: spoilers lie ahead, including discussion of difficult details.

read the entire article at Think Christian


A little rambling about my struggle with words lately: 

There were moments listening to the 7 episodes of the new podcast S-Town that I could hardly stand to listen any longer. I’m still not sure I should have kept listening, but I’d made the mistake of motivating myself to go to the gym by saving my “binge-listening” for the treadmill and so I felt committed. Make no mistake: the producers of groundbreaking podcasts This American Life and Serial crafted yet another brilliant vehicle for irresistible storytelling, led this time by narrator Brian Reed. In the nature of much true crime genre, most threads of the account are left unresolved at the end. It wasn't really the unresolved threads that bothered me, but the conclusions reached from what I considered a truncated understanding of empathy.
The other reason I completed the podcast was because earlier in the episodes I was caught up in the unexpected beauty of the world that Brian Reed was painting for our imaginations. I could actually imagine the series as a Terrence Malick film. While I was feeling enthused about the overall arc of the storytelling, I told Josh, the editor I work with at Think Christian (who is a truly generous and skillful editor) that I'd write the piece. I only had one more episode/one more trip to the gym to hear the conclusion, and then I'd write something right away!
 The problem came when I listened to the final episode, and it was far darker than I'd expected and really got me into a head space of disturbing thoughts and feelings that took me a while to process. Time and lots and lots of words - first in my journal, and then in several written drafts before the piece could actually be appropriate for public viewing.
In short: I got triggered. I got triggered by difficult themes, but even more so by what felt to me like some glaring miscalculations by the podcast host and producers. I got tipped over by my own negative responses, and couldn't quite get upright again.
It's not that I'm incapable of watching/listening/reading/discussing difficult topics. It's actually been part of my healing process to be able to enter into my own experiences of trauma by entering into other painful stories (both true and fictional). I came to the conclusion that S-Town took me past my comfort zone not because of its themes, but because of the places I perceived it was not telling the truth. Mixed messages and double standards in drawing conclusions really, really irks me.
And I mean, really.
In an earlier draft of the critique, I managed to weave in some of my animosity of current political rhetoric. Something about the way abusers create euphemisms to justify the ways they hurt other people. So, add euphemisms to doubles standards, mixed messages, and covering up for predatory behavior with any sort of language that makes excuses for violating other people to the list of things that really set me off. I'm sure I'm not alone in that. I don't know all the reasons for this, although I have some pretty good hunches.
I was reminded, in my processing S-Town, that triggers don't have to become the kind of despair that weighs me down without relief, particularly if I am able to process the feelings with people I trust. In this case, I needed Brian (who'd listened to the podcast with me) and Josh (who helped me sort through my onslaught of words to get to the redemptive critique I most wanted to offer). I also needed time to process in quiet with my own self.  For someone who enjoys quiet moments of contemplation, I can really kick against it when my heart is feeling afraid and angry.
On Saturday night, two days before my final deadline to submit the piece (a deadline that had been graciously extended a couple of times because of my general struggle with the topic), Brian took me to Manhattan to hear a favorite band. It's the kind of band I need to hear live approximately once a year just to maintain my soul's well-being. Their songs are that beautiful. And Saturday night, they sounded as beautiful as ever (if not more so). The difference I experienced, though, was in the words they spoke. One band member, in particular, seemed especially weary. She referenced the current political climate in our nation, which was not a surprise, and something I completely understood. It felt though, like she was so frustrated by recent events that she could no longer offer any sort of eloquent response. The words she used were intended to sound warm, open, and encouraging, but came across to me as cynical, defensive and exhausted. I think she was trying to express empathy, but what it sounded like was weary apathy.
Another band member chose to offer his feelings through very few words, and all of them pointing us to the lyrics of the songs. He'd say "Everything I want to say I wrote into this song." And all of the songs were beautiful and powerfully true, even when they said hard things about hard themes.
I think we all get to have times, like my favorite band member, when we run out of words and just throw our hands up in the air and sputter. We need to hold each other up in those times, certainly. But the greater option, whenever we can muster it, is to offer something good, true, and beautiful. When we're in the angry, sputtering place we need to stand as close as possible to the  beauty-cultivators, and let them speak the words for all of us.
Thanks for listening to my little stream of consciousness ramble about triggers and anger and beauty. As always, I'd love to hear any of your own thoughts on the subject. Drop me a note when you're able.
Truth, goodness and beauty, friends,
Tamara

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Good Shepherd Sunday (Eastertide, 4): I shall not want

The celebration continues with the Great Fifty Days called Eastertide. Stay tuned for a variety of celebratory posts here on the blog!

The Good Shepherd by Julien Dupre (source)

The Good Shepherd by Julien Dupre (source)

For all the poetry I could have presented on the subject of Christ as the Good Shepherd who leads us by quiet streams and gives us peace in the valley of the shadow of death, these are the lyrics I couldn't stop thinking about this week.

May the peace of Christ and the comfort of all of His Spirit's leading, guiding and nurturing be yours today, friends.

I Shall Not Want by Audrey Assad (via Trinity Fellowship on YouTube)


Today's readings: Acts 2:42-47, Psalm 23, 1 Peter 2:19-25, John 10:1-10

Listen to my Eastertide playlist on Spotify:  Resurrection

The Collect for the Second Sunday of Easter:

O God, whose Son Jesus is the good shepherd of your people; Grant that when we hear his voice we may know him who calls us each by name, and follow where he leads; who, with you and the Holy Spirit, lives and reigns, one God, for ever and ever. Amen.
— Book of Common Prayer

Best of March & April

Best of March & April

What I've been reading, watching, listening to, & making lately.

Atticus told me to delete the adjectives and I’d have the facts.
— Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird

Two months kind of rolled into one, bridged by the long days of Lent and the kind of falling forward into Easter which always seems to happen for us. You too?

A few more things we enjoyed in March & April:

  • A quick get-away to celebrate my 46th birthday. Brian found a comfy-cozy airbnb set at the base of the Catskill mountains. Have I mentioned before how much we enjoy airbnb?
  • Natalie threw me a birthday tea, and sweet women from Church of the Apostles dropped by with the most thoughtful gifts. I felt very loved.
  • We celebrated our niece Karis' birthday with a day-trip to NYC to see The Lion King!
  • I survived a good, old-fashioned Nor'easter all by myself while Brian travelled to Mexico for mission. Pretty proud of myself for keeping warm, shoveled-out, and not hating my husband.
  • Lots of quiet get-togethers over delicious dinners and coffees, hosted by our new church family. We're honored to get to know them a bit more with each week and month. God's love and goodness is written into their life stories, and we love hearing more and more.
  • We spent about 8 weeks praying with a small group of courageous people for more healing and wholeness in relationships and identity. This kind of prayer with people who could rightfully give up hope and faith, never fails to amaze me at the God's power to reconcile us to Him and each other. The time waiting together for God to meet broken hearts provided an especially meaningful backdrop to Lent.
  • Brian & I took a couple of quick trips to the Boston area to meet fellow priests within our diocese. It's good to connect with others walking out similar daily hopes and hardships. New England brings unique challenges for those invested in nurturing communities of faith, and there are some beautiful, humble, skilled and faithful clergy caring for the Church up here. 
  • Our reading group at church (Apostles Reads) read Marilynne Robinson's Gilead, and discovered that some of us loved it and others of us just didn't enjoy it at all. We had a beautiful conversation about all the feelings in between.
  • We made the most delicious soups (if I do say so...) for a get-together with a smart, delightful group of college students and young professionals from our church. 
  • For the fifth year in a row, I hosted a Holy Week blog series featuring mourning stories shared by friends who've lived out grief within the community of Christ's people. The words were hard, beautiful, and bore powerful witness to the Suffering Servant.
  • We celebrated our first Holy Week and Resurrection Sunday with our new church family. It was a sweet week of getting to know each other better as we worshipped the Christ who died, was buried, and rose again on the third day.
  • We also managed a quick visit with my brother's family in Philadelphia on Easter Sunday. (We may or may not have done this so we'd have a reasonable excuse to break open a piñata full of chocolate bars that my friend Tara sent us from Texas.)
  • Brian and I took off for Texas for a week with our beloved kids, and squeezed in as much time as possible with so many other good friends.  Whenever possible, we did this over margaritas and queso
  • While in Texas, we threw a belated birthday celebration for Kendra's 21st birthday! As is our tradition, we gave her a second middle name to bless her past and her future, and it was so good. Also: we experienced North Texas weather and got kicked out of the rooftop bar because of a threatening tornado. 

How about you?  How'd you spend your days in March and April?  How's the month of May shaping up for you? Drop me a note in the comments below.  I love to hear from you.

May you know more and more the resurrection hope of Christ's presence and the life-giving friendship of his people,

Tamara


    What I Read

    10. The Long Way Home: An Inspector Gamache Novel by Louise Penny

    A new series for me that fits in with what I love most about British murder mysteries (although set in Canada), and a protagonist with integrity and a knack for accomplishing justice. 

    11. Gilead: A Novel by Marilynne Robinson

    I love this book so much, it makes me weep happy (and sad) tears. I just read through again for our church's reading group, and I feel like I left a long conversation with a dear friend. I don't know if I'll ever be able to put into words the reason it means so much to me, and I guess that's completely fine.  (Here's my review from the first time I read back in 2010.)

    "I'll pray that you grow up a brave man in a brave country. I will pray you find a way to be useful. I'll pray, and then I'll sleep."

    12. To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee

    I was kind of mortified when I realized I'd never actually read this book! I love the movie, but the book gives a fuller picture of Harper Lee's vision of the tenuous relationship between justice and mercy in the 1940's deep South. Atticus, in particular, became more fully developed in my imagination from reading the book. May a new generation of Scout & Atticus Finch's come alive!

    13. The Reckless Way of Love: Notes on Following Jesus by Dorothy Day

    Promoted in a line of "Backpack Classics" in Plough's Spiritual guides, this little book provided the perfect introduction for me to become better acquainted with Dorothy Day's personal reflections on faith and ministry. I enjoyed D.L. Mayfield's encouraging introduction to the book. You can read an excerpt here: Confronted by Dorothy: A Christian Activist Reckons With a Modern-Day Saint.

    14. Poems by C.S. Lewis 

    At Christmas, my sister gave me an earlier edition of this book she'd found at a thrift store. I may need to purchase the new version just for that fabulous cover art. I hadn't read much Lewis' poetry before, and am not surprised that I really like it. I was also glad to discover the collection included this poignant verse

    15. To Alter Your World: Partnering with God to Rebirth Our Communities by Michael Frost & Christiana Rice

    I read this book for Englewood Review's next print journal, and will post a link when my (thumbs up) review is available online. In the meantime, subscribe to ERB here! 

    Go to my Book Reviews page to see reviews from 2016 and previous years.

    Here's my Goodreads page. Let's be friends!


    What I Watched

    The Great British Baking Show, season 3

    Brian loves high-stress, fast-edit cooking shows. I love the slow-edited kind that are filmed in the English countryside with gentle judges, and lots of discussion about avoiding "soggy bottoms." 

    New Girl, season 6

    Having Natalie home for a couple of semesters means time together watching sit-coms. It could just be the season of life I'm in where I need to take myself (and the rest of the world) wayyyy less seriously, but we laughed until we cried (as well as other nearly lost control of other bodily functions) through the earlier seasons of this show. Season 6 might not have been quite as funny, but still lots of laughs and satisfying  plot developments. 

    Blackish, season 1

    Another program Natalie's got us hooked on. Really funny, adorable kids, timely subjects. Totally recommend!

    Call the Midwife, season 6

    Still one of my all-time favorite shows on television, and one of the most beautiful televised depictions of the beauty of life.  It'll never be quite as good as the first three seasons which were cut straight from the real-life memoir of Nurse Jenny, but I've pretty much gotten over that and love everyone the same. 

    Home Fires, season 2

    I'm a sucker for WWII-era British television. I love the determination these women carry into their work and friendships, even though I wish their relationships with men weren't quite so miserable. 

    Lion

    If you can get through the first 45 minutes or so of the heartbreaking account of a young boy lost in Calcutta, you'll be rewarded with a beautfil, complex, redemptive (true!) story. I did, in fact, cry quite hard - but mostly in a good way.

    Lost  City of Z

    Beautifully filmed, intriguing story based on the work of British explorer Percy Fawcett. It's a bit long, but worth the time. Here's a great reflection from Josh Larsen at Think Christian: Why the Lost City of Z Will Never Be Found.  (And intereesting discussion in the movie's pros and cons at his podcast Filmspotting)

    Bono & David Taylor: Beyond the Psalms at Fuller Studio

    Last year, Brian and I had the privilege to support this project behind the scenes. The latest releases are examples of great conversation and craftsmanship. Excellent. | via Fuller Studio

    “We don’t have to please God in any other way than to be brutally honest; that is the root not only to a relationship with God but the root to a great song . . . or any work of art of merit.” —Bono

    What I Heard

    Lent 2017 playlist

    Resurrection playlist

    Cover Stories: Brandi Carlile Celebrates 10 Years of The Story (An Album to Benefit War Child) 

    I've always been a fan of the original album produced by T-Bone Burnett, and love several of the covers offered on this tenth anniversary edition. Don't miss Dolly Parton's version of the title track. It's a beauty! 

    Cherry Blossoms by Andy Squyres

    A gorgeous album that needs to be heard in order, start to finish, for the brutally honest story of grief and hope the songwriter tells. Read Victoria Emily Jones' excellent album review for the backstory. 

    Other albums & artists on repeat:

    Becoming Who We Are by King's Kaleidoscope

    Coloring Book by Chance the Rapper

    The Burning Edge of Dawn by Andrew Peterson

    Wilder Mind (Deluxe) by Mumford & Sons

     

    A few favorite podcasts:


    What I Made

    Prepdish meals

    Especially loved:  Roasted Red Pepper & Sweet Potato Soup & Turkey Taco Soup



    I'd love to hear from you in the comments below!  

    What are you reading, writing, watching and hearing these days? 

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    p.s. there are all kinds of affiliate links in this post because I'm trying to be a good steward, and when you buy something through one of these links you don't pay more money, but in some magical twist of capitalism we get a little pocket change. Thanks!

    50 ways to Practice Resurrection during the 50 days of Eastertide

    The last couple of years, we've celebrated the Great 50 Days between Easter Sunday and Pentecost Sunday (aka, Eastertide)with a series I've dubbed Practice Resurrection (after the Wendell Berry poem). It's one of my favorite series all year, and I'm excited to start again. I need your photos and captions to make it work. To help prime the pump, I thought you might enjoy the list of ideas I brainstormed for simple ways to practice resurrection.

    Before I share the list, here's how to share your photo story:

    1. Add something to your day that helps you practice resurrection (one day or fifty days -doesn't matter).
    2. Take a picture and write a description in 1-50 words. 
    3. Share it with me via email, share on my Facebook page, or tag me on Instagram (you can tag me with @asacramentallife or use the #PracticeResurrection2017 hashtag.) 

     

    1. Listen to the Easter portion of Handel's Messiah.
    2. Use a special candle at family meals.
    3. Add a "hallelujah" song (or proclamation) to the grace you say before each meal.
    4. Talk about baptism, retell baptism stories, set out family baptism photographs.
    5. Read The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe (or the entire Chronicles of Narnia series), preferably out loud, and with children in the room. 
    6. Drape crosses and other liturgical art in your house with white or gold ribbons or strips of cloth.
    7. Take a short trip to a beautiful cathedral or prayer garden.
    8. Visit a botanical garden.
    9. Sing and play instruments often (or invite friends over who do).
    10. Plan an evening sing-a-long (maybe the first campfire of the season).
    11. Host a different group of friends for dinner each week during the season.
    12. Go to lunch with a different group of friends after church each Sunday of the season.
    13. Choose a place in your home to hang a visual reminder of resurrection (print, painting, verse).
    14. Keep fresh flowers on the table throughout the season.
    15. Take walks in scenic locations - maybe each Sunday afternoon of the season. Learn how to pray as you walk.
    16. Take a half day off work for a quiet retreat.
    17. Plant a flower garden (or vegetables) as a tactile reminder of Jesus as the vine and ourselves as the branches (Jn. 15:5). 
    18. Take a dance class.
    19. Throw a spontaneous dance party in your living room. (Here's 12 dance moves I dare you try!)
    20. Order a butterfly garden kit and watch the miracle of metamorphosis.
    21. Keep a daily gratitude journal to help you pay attention to ordinary signs of life and joy.
    22. Read the Scripture passages recounting Jesus' post-resurrection appearances to his followers. (You can follow the daily lectionary readings listed in my Sunday blog posts.)
    23. Ask God for a renewed joy in the weekly liturgy of Communion.
    24. Take a picnic breakfast to the park (or just the back yard) and read the story of Jesus making breakfast for his disciples (Jn. 21).
    25. Visit a farm or petting zoo where you might see baby animals. 
    26. Visit a sheep farm or try to meet a real-life shepherd. Ask them what it means to be a good shepherd.
    27. Start a hobby you've always wanted to pursue. 
    28. Pick up an old hobby that used to bring you joy.
    29. Take an art class - drawing, painting, photography, calligraphy, ceramic, sculpting, improv comedy!
    30. Watch a movie that always makes you laugh. 
    31. Start music lessons or join a community choir.
    32. Join a local Community Supported Agriculture (CSA). Search for new veggie recipes.
    33.  Plan one or more "sunrise services" for morning prayer, Scripture reading, or just quiet contemplation at a nearby scenic location. 
    34. Build a new piece of furniture.
    35. Repair or restore old furniture, appliances or fixtures in your home (or someone else's). Maybe even repurpose curb-side trash to furniture treasure.
    36. Paint a room in your house with a fresh new color.
    37. Pray for your enemies. Forgive someone who wronged you. 
    38. Invite your neighbor over for drinks on the porch.
    39. Bake bread (or try your hand at braiding bread). Give some away.
    40. Ride a bike.
    41. Learn a new game, or re-learn a game from your childhood. (Hopscotch, anyone?)
    42. Make homemade ice cream.
    43. Rent a canoe or kayak for a day.
    44. Learn the names of the trees in your neighborhood.
    45. Adopt a kitten or puppy.
    46. Wash your car by hand.
    47. Write a poem or short story. (Read Wendell Berry's poem for inspiration!)
    48. Go to the park, and swing on the playground. Blow bubbles. Make sidewalk chalk art.
    49. Try a new ethnic food.
    50. On Ascension Day, find a spot outdoors - a park, a hillside, a body of water - some place where you can see the open sky and clouds, to sit for an hour of meditation on the exaltation of Christ to glory.

    Choose 1 idea or 50, but whatever you do, do it with gusto! Also, thanks to Living the Christian Year: Time to Inhabit the Story of God by Bobby Gross for some of the ideas above.


    I've been posting some photos on Instagram, using the #PracticeResurrection2017 hashtag. You can see that I keep it pretty simple! I find a lot of joy, though, in seeing these ordinary choices during my day as ways to practice a life that trumps death, a resurrection kind of life.

    I know this looks like Bourbon, but it's really delicious Darjeeling tea that a kind man offered us today. Grace Farms is one of our favorite places to read, write and study during the week.  #PracticeResurrection2017

    I know this looks like Bourbon, but it's really delicious Darjeeling tea that a kind man offered us today. Grace Farms is one of our favorite places to read, write and study during the week.  #PracticeResurrection2017

    Even if I didn't like the taste, I'd keep eating fresh veggies because they're so pretty. Looking forward to farmer's market season here in the Northeast! #PracticeResurrection2017

    Even if I didn't like the taste, I'd keep eating fresh veggies because they're so pretty. Looking forward to farmer's market season here in the Northeast! #PracticeResurrection2017


    Here's how you can share your photo stories with me for the blog:

    1. Add something to your day that helps you practice resurrection (one day or fifty days -doesn't matter).

    2. Take a picture and write a description in 1-50 words. 

    3. Share it with me via email, share on my Facebook page, or tag me on Instagram (you can tag me with @asacramentallife or use the #PracticeResurrection2017 hashtag.) 

    I look forward to hearing from you!