We pause to commemorate the National Day for Truth and Reconciliation. We will continue in our journey towards right relationship between Indigenous and non-Indigenous people and advance EFC's seven commitments, which includes responding to the TRC's Calls to Action.
@kkdumez Watched it last night with my husband - had some good conversation, as this was a topic he really knew very little about. Thanks for your work on this - you did a great job.
I'm thrilled to announce the Sept 26 release of FOR OUR DAUGHTERS, a documentary film based on the final chapter of JESUS AND JOHN WAYNE.
Featuring courageous & resilient survivors, it shows why their stories matter for all American women.
A first glimpse:
https://t.co/93kBfb1Nli
@UinvitedU@CAGP_ACPDP Hope it’s a great last week, Paul. Thanks for all the work that you’ve done through the years - I know you’ve impacted many lives and careers, including mine.
📣 Just announced! Check out the breakout session lineup for the CSC Journeying With Hope conference.
Early Bird pricing ends TOMORROW! Register now:
https://t.co/MZ6hUrHMOz
We'll see you in Halifax! ⛵🍁
A Blessing for When You Don’t Feel Fulfilled Anymore
God, I will wake up today and move,
numbly, into each new hour.
I will fill my lungs with the air
of an undone, unfinished,
never-before-seen day,
entirely certain of how I will feel
when it ends:
tired.
bored.
unchanged.
God, even my best efforts—
my sacrificial love, my diligent work—
don’t stir up anything
like the rush of accomplishment.
Whatever felt like meaning
isn’t meaningful anymore.
At least not today.
One minute, I want to change everything.
And the next I want to crawl back into bed.
(But, if I’m honest, how much of my actual
day-to-day life could I change,
even if I wanted to?)
Lord, this is the simplest prayer:
make it matter again.
Color my grayscale vision
with every shade of meaning.
Blues and purples and lilacs for purpose.
Reds and pinks for every kind of love.
Yellows for insights and ideas that sparkle.
And if once-cherished dreams need to fade,
let them fade.
Let me not imagine
that each one of my plans
must glue my future together.
Surprise me.
(I regret saying that already.)
But let me come alive to the wonder
of this day.