After all these years of blogging at Live with Flair, I’ve learned the power of expecting good things from the day.
I love the hope that God will scatter little bits of joy for us if we remember to hunt and gather them. The joy might arrive in something we observe in nature. It might arrive through a song, a conversation, a fresh prayer, or a new thought we’ve never had before. It might come through miraculous provision, unexplained peace, and supernatural patience. We might discover the joy of extending ourselves past what we thought we could ever do. It might be a simple moment when we pet a cat or a dog and marvel at the creature in our hands.
We have to, as Emily Dickinson once wrote, learn to “dwell in possibility.”