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Crossing Cultures Devotional Memoir

Practicing

Hands in the dishwater. Scrubbing pot, pan, plates. 

And the way of Brother Lawrence comes to mind. “Practicing the presence of God” in the midst of the mundane. 

Speaking thanks in the ordinary helps me. To learn this way. 

Practicing thankfulness prompts me. To notice His presence in common tasks and everyday occurrences. All along the daily path.

And the possibilities are endless. Leading me to look upward and outward.

“Let us enter His presence with thanksgiving…”
Psalm 95:2 CSB

Dishes, washed. India. Image by Ricky Singh on Unsplash.
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Refuge

Refuge. In the tropical afternoons of my childhood. 

I’m sitting on soft dirt. Amid twisted roots. Under a canopy of thick, intertwined bougainvillea branches growing by the backyard fence. 

Shelter. From unrelenting sun. 

Shade. For afternoon play with plastic teacups and bowls. A plentiful supply of leaves and blossoms within reach. 

The secret place where I can rest. And just be. 

Refuge from hot sun under the bougainvillea. Image by me.