Lifted up and thankful. A postscript on Christmas.

I explained to a friend just a few weeks ago that it feels as if I am being lifted up by the Lord right now – possibly by the scruff of the neck – as my feet continue to run in place. It’s been a time of “live right now in this moment – and listen to what happens” as opposed to my “Scooby Doo” lifestyle (a play off the words “” – and one of many nicknames my hubby uses to describe me).

What has living in this moment looked like so far? Of course, it’s included food – cooking and baking for others in the midst of celebration and pain. It’s included sitting in the backseat of my own car so someone else can enjoy the best view of the Christmas lights in heated seat comfort on a cold Oklahoma night. It’s included redefining birthday celebrations to ensure amazing people aren’t forgotten. It’s included coffee with someone who won my heart before she ever knew my name. It’s included finding lap blankets in just the right colors to make wrinkled faces light up. It’s included weeping with a stranger who longs to adopt children abandoned and alone, and holding a friend who feels as though she’s the abandonded one. It’s included smiling more and laughing more and being a little more quiet. It’s included praying – because there’s always time to pray.

What have I heard in the midst of the moments? “You would have missed this had your feet been touching the ground.”

The list is still full. And should the Lord allow, there are some very exciting things in store for 2010. There’s much writing to do. There’s a language to learn. There’s design magic ready to happen. There’s school to attend. There’s a business to launch. There are orphans to help. There are friends to love. There’s a family to cherish. And there’s skydiving mixed in there somewhere. Whatever gives Him glory…

Perhaps the best quote of the season this year came from my “cup of coffee” moment. Posted on her blog,, it cuts to the core of my heart. I’m thankful for a God who so passionately loves me. I’m thankful for a the grace of a Saviour, the hope of the Christ, the peace of our Lord. He is life in my veins.

“I’m tired of being a skeptic, I’m irritated by spiritual prudence and I feel bored and parched by empirical debate. I don’t want to hear it anymore. I couldn’t care less about evidence and proof and assurances. I just want God. I want God inside me. I want God to play in my bloodstream the way sunlight amuses itself on water.” -Elizabeth Gilbert

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About Ronne Rock

LIFE. LOVE. LEADERSHIP. AND A LITTLE #KITCHENTHERAPY. Ronne Rock’s heart finds its strongest beat where beauty and pain collide – because hope always finds us in the shattered places. There’s more than 30 years of marketing and communications experience in her bones, and she finds great joy in sharing leadership wisdom as a regular contributor to Orange Leaders and QARA. But more often than not these days, she's with the vulnerable in difficult places around the world, gathering stories that change stories. Find Ronne's words in "For You, Love" the prayer journal that invites you to respond, and in Everbloom, a collection of stories from the Redbud Writers Guild. She is currently writing, "Building Eden: Principles of a Grace-Filled Leadership that Restores and Redeems."   Ronne is represented by Karen Neumair at Credo Communications.

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