Journals for the Journey

I know I mentioned that I am taking the journey of Eucharisteo.  I knew it was going to be an exciting journey, but I did not know how good it was going to be. To learn the art of living a life of Thanksgiving and Thanksliving is rich, life-giving. Then I got an idea. How about ask those life friends of mine to take the journey with me? If I have been changed, perhaps they will too. And perhaps we can take this joy dare together and learn what a life of thanksliving means in good company.

I had plans to meet up with these precious sisters. So, I drove down to the store, picked up some journals, making sure they were the perfect size and style to carry around. And then I drove to meet them. And the fellowship began. And the hugs. And so did the eating, stories, and laughs. And I waited until our stomachs were full of good food from our favorite little spot in Waco. And I waited until our hearts were full from the time spent, laughs had, and memories made. Hearts full from that sweet fellowship of sisterhood, SING, and familiarity. Familiarity of a town we used to call home and of each other. This is what I like to call deep communion...life changing communion.

It was here where I shared my own story about how Eucharisteo was changing my life and mentioned that everyone gets their own journal for their own journey into thanksgiving. Only if they want to. No pressure, but I think it could be a journey worth sharing. A lesson in caring for each other's journey.

Our sisters from Zeta did their show, the one where they sang about having the time of their lives. Yes, I did have the time of my life. But as they sang, I realized, I am still having the time of my life. I guess that is what they call the good life, not the perfect life where nothing goes wrong, but definitely a good life. A content life. Especially now that this is a life of learning eucharisteo. Yes, sisterhood communion was good. If only twelve hours in each other's company, it was good, sweet communion. Needed communion.

And so the journey of sisterhood continues. But I hope the journey of sharing Eucharisteo is just beginning.