green dress and a hike.
It was a good day—
one of those rare ones where you can feel God’s hand holding the hours,
stretching time just a little longer, just for you.
And so I used it all... to explore.
Breakfast.
Holy Thursday. Pondering.
Mentoring. Stillness reservoirs.
Catching up with Mami and Abuela.
Coffee.
A spontaneous hike—in a dress and sandals, no less.
Sweet girlhood moments.
“You look so pretty, do you want a picture?”
Sweet, sweet girlhood.
The Holy Spirit reading my mind.
“I really wish I had someone to take a picture of me.”
And then He did what He does.
Flowers.
Cacti.
Orchids.
Oh my.
Climate change. Sustainability. Trees are the answer.
Suggestions from Jamal, my brother in Christ.
New trainees. Cute drinks.
Outdoor malls. Bathroom breaks.
Talks about change. Mental health.
Sweet, sweet fellowship.
How does one fit all of that into a single day?
Only God knows.
Later in the day, I met up with some disciples here in Phoenix, and we found ourselves in a conversation about change.
Someone asked,
“When we think about change, what are some things we encounter?”
My response?
A necessary face-to-face with resilience.
Resilience to confront the urge to be who you’ve always been.
Resilience to unlearn the stories you’ve told yourself.
Resilience to reroute the thoughts that used to come without question.
To rewire the mind inside your brain and rework the relationships outside of it—
both demand a kind of resilience that change does not apologize for.
Change asks something of you.
It stretches you.
And yet—it sanctifies you.
“When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world.”
