Sound pretty great, don’t they? Words can be so telling, the beauty is in their descriptive nature. How true is this statement though? So often I find myself wrapped up in myself, in the laundry list of things that need to get done, or the stress of the hour, but…. Kind, warm, generous. Life is too short to not make the effort to be these things more often!
I feel a little desperate for more than just surviving my days. And I think a way to do that is to strive for more of these. Letting myself be filled with the love of Jesus, truly filled, to the point it is slowly overflowing into even the smallest of interactions I have with those He also loves and is pursuing. To count all the ways that He loves me, and live!
Live… and choose some days to wake up and be outrageously kind, irrationally warm, and improbably generous.