For one reason or another  - I can just feel stuck. Stuck in my season of life. Or stuck in a parenting rut. Stuck with a dream or stuck in a spot in my job.   

But if I actually just stop, and look at it all long enough, I can see more than the limits: there's beauty in these boundaries.

I love life with the windows wide open. The outside is in. Nature plays with my curtains. It reminds me that we are integrated and holistic people. Chirps and crickets and leaves playing songs in my kitchen, in my living room. Invited in and sharing our space right along with laughter, spilled milk and nerf gun wars. 

Many of us are familiar with this well-loved hymn. But did you know it's an old, beautiful song written after terrible loss and tragedy? 

Raise your hand if you think conflict is awesome? Right. Thanks to the three of you. So, let's be learners, shall we? Here's a great conflict rule I was recently reading about: SET.

But today, as I napped - in my rest - God gave me my main idea. I woke up, wrote it down and was refreshed.