Soul Food Friday.

I’m linking up with my friend Jen over at Almost Gypsy Soul for Soul Food Friday.

Close your eyes.  Actually, don’t because then you won’t be able to read.

Take a deep breath.  And wherever you are at this moment, whatever noise and chaos you’re surrounded by right now…clear it from your mind.  Imagine the kind of quiet you find when you’re on a hike, in the middle of the forest.  The air is crisp and cool and fresh.  The breeze rustles the branches of the majestic trees that tower overhead.  The sun is up there too – way, way up there – censored by the trees, and you are enveloped in shade, save for the sporadic slivers of light that dance on the soft brown earth.  The sound of your steps are gentle whispers, like your feet are honoring the quiet too.  And as you pause – sit on a rock or lean against a tree and feel the cool stone or the rough bark against your skin, there is peace and majesty.

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There’s nothing quite like being outdoors – in God’s playground – to feed my soul.  I don’t consider myself to be an outdoorsy person, per se, but I certainly feel rejuvenated after a quiet hike.  Nature has a way of simultaneously inspiring and humbling me.

I often think of a story my friend Amy told me about when she and her family visited the Grand Canyon.  Her brother walked to the railing, surveyed the Canyon, and said, “Good job, God.”

I’m a very small part of this world – this world that includes century old trees and massive canyons and freshly bloomed flowers that will make their presence known only for a single season.  But I am part of it.  And so are you.  Good job, God, indeed.

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What feeds your soul?


Soul Food Friday.

I am linking up today with a real life friend. Jen (over at Almost Gypsy Soul) and I went to college together. {Go Pokes!} On the last Friday of each month, she does a link up -“Soul Food Friday” – which calls on readers to think about what feeds their soul.

The first thing that comes to my mind when I think of soul food is (naturally) mashed potatoes and gravy. With some country fried steak. And corn on the cob…. {Apparently it’s lunch time and I’m hungry.}

But Jen goes deeper than that with her Soul Food Friday posts. So I pulled my mind out of my stomach (eww) and thought about it. What feeds my soul?

Cue the appearance of a small child, his parents, and his rope, walking right into my office.

The mom is a friend from high school. She and I recently reconnected through work stuff, and it just so happens that she and her family are in my town this weekend for a wedding.

Her little boy is precious. Nearly 2 years old. Counts to 20. Shakes hands or gives hugs when meeting new people. Says ma’am and sir. And can rope. Great wrist action and hand-eye coordination. Construction cones, concrete pillars, tractors…you put it in front of him and he can find it with a lasso.

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That feeds my soul.  Anytime I see a child with parents who love and support and encourage and provide and teach, my soul gets a little healthier.

It’s easy to be knocked down by the bad stuff in the media and the hardships of real life – they’re out there, no denying it.

But there is so much good too.  And it starts with families like the one I saw today.

What feeds your soul?  Link up with Jen, or at least talk about it in the comments!