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I’m so thankful I can incorporate my one word, thankful, into my favorite Friday activity – Five Minute Friday, which I confess takes longer than five minutes for me to compose because I’m a deep slow thinker, but only takes five minutes to read. That counts, right? This week, the word is yes.

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Are you a yes person? I meet them all the time. Yes people. I find them confounding. Why do they say yes all the time? I feel guilty around them. Particularly at work. Can you take this extra call shift? Yes. Can you stay late? Yes. 

But look a little more closely at the yes people and you are sure to find many who are so insecure with themselves they are just trying to please everyone. This is not a good thing. 

There was a time I could be guilted into saying yes. Back before I knew Jesus. But now? Now I say yes when I want to say yes. I say yes when I’ve been assigned call and the trauma comes through the door and they need the help to stay because the Lord puts us in the right place at the right time and you realize you had such a great night’s sleep because the Lord knew you were going to need to be rested up for this emergency. 

There’s freedom when you realize you don’t have to say yes to make people like you. Saying yes because you want to is a good thing.

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Happy Friday!

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5 weeks in Arizona. I almost fell off a mountain, but I didn’t. I am thankful. It’s my word for 2015. 

8/24

616. 90° on the patio and I’m not sweating.

617. Riding the light rail for the 1st time.

618. #1 had a good 1st day at his new job.

8/25

619. The bike rack so I could take the bike to work.

620. Not too sure about this OR, but it’s okay because God always has a plan.

621. Mostly cloudy skies meant 97° at 4:30pm and a comfortable bike ride to the train station 9 miles from work so I could ride the rest of the way home beating the dust storm.

8/26

622. I didn’t fall into the ravine at Camelback Mountain.

623. I only sustained minor injuries from falling, surface wounds.

624. 2 new pretty cacti for the patio.

8/27

625. Waking up after cracking my head pretty hard on a rock on a mountain.

626. Hearing about how many people die or get hurt on that trail makes me even more thankful to be okay.

627. First driving experience through a monsoon.

8/28

628. Got to carry the trauma pager.

629. An awesome patient with a not so awesome brain tumor who’s optimism was inspiring to me.

630. Being able to purchase real hiking shoes so maybe I’ll be able to stay upright on my next hike.

8/29

631. Apache trail after 27 years.

632. That it hasn’t changed in 27 years!

633. Seeing the Roosevelt Dam.

8/30

634. Vision for ministry in Phoenix.

635. The Superstition Mountains.

636. There’s a Miami Arizona.

Happy Sunday!

FiveMinuteFriday_Alone

I’m so thankful I can incorporate my one word, thankful, into my favorite Friday activity – Five Minute Friday, which I confess takes longer than five minutes for me to compose because I’m a deep slow thinker, but only takes five minutes to read. That counts, right? This week, the word is alone.

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The other day, I almost fell off a mountain. I was not alone.

Oh I went to the mountain by myself. But there were lots of other people climbing. I was not alone.

I spoke to people as they went up and down. Joked about how there should be a helicopter at the top to bring you back down because the climb was killer. I knew going down was going to be much harder than going up. I was right. But I was not alone.

When my foot slipped and my leg buckled and my knee smashed and my head cracked on the rock, I was not alone.

Oh no people were there to witness my fall. Only the Lord. I was not alone.

And he sent help quickly in the form of a tiny Asian woman. I was not alone.

She called 911.

As I continued down the mountain, other hikers asked if I was okay. They heard about me. I was not alone.

When I was almost at the bottom, the firefighters met me. I was not alone.

I am still here because I was not alone.

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Happy Friday!