Deep peace of the quiet earth to you. 

The unexpected.

May 24, 2018

 

I'm not a planned-surprise kind of girl, necessarily. I've never coveted a secret surprise birthday party or an elaborate proposal of marriage, that sort of thing. 

 

But oh how I dearly love coming across the unexpected--a far-flung friend, randomly, at the airport; a bird's nest in an unused corner of the barn; a waterfall that wasn't on the map of my hike; good news; eagles flying overhead on my commute to work; or a giant pileated woodpecker in the backyard while I make breakfast.

 

Perhaps I'm very boring, but I like to know what's coming, what's next. I would never, however, opt for security if it meant I could no longer be astonished in my days or, to borrow a phrase from C.S. Lewis, surprised by joy.

 

 

 

 

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