Notre Dame

The day my mom and my daughter spent at the Notre-Dame Cathedral in Paris is one of my favorite memories.  Sad day today. The burning of this beautiful building makes my heart understand the laments in the Bible when the temple fell. And it reminds me that all things here are temporary.

We spent part of yesterday at a family funeral for a cousin who battled cancer at far too young an age. Today my chest is constricted. I am distracted.  Sadness is an appropriate response to tragedy and loss. 

I'm preaching the laments to my own soul.  Feel deeply. Grieve greatly.  Stand in solidarity with those who have lost. And also - hug people tighter, forgive faster, travel more often, give more generously. Live big and bold. Its temporary here but its beautiful.  And the beauty is a reminder of the things that are eternal. ​