• Jesus First Minimalist

    Don’t look back…

    Summer is nearing its end & Autumn is swiftly approaching. We welcome the darkness a little bit sooner each day and the pool water ripples in trepidation of the final swim. Our family is anticipating experiencing this new season in our new home, on our new farm, & yet here I find myself…. in almost the exact same place I was last year at this time. I’m drowning in the screen of blue, lost in the scrolling. How did I get here? The hourglass fills, it shatters… millions of grains of sand that I can’t retrieve fall through my fingers. My breath is short from chasing someone else’s audience, striving…

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