pura vida. pure life.

pure life. pura vida. everyone says it to each other here, and it's seriously the mentality of the culture here. Costa is making me so laid back and chilled out. it's a little scary, because when i come back home to the states, i may actually become homeless. ha! the irony.

Lindsay before costa...

focused.

disciplined.

a little uptight.

determined to move forward.

always devising a money making senario.

active.

busy.

words like rat race, delivery, a little touch of stress, pressure, production, work, plans, calls, more plans, goals, chores ...run thru my mind as I reflect on the time just before leaving for costa rica. (and i was on holiday) im not going to get on a soap box about the culture americans live in, or even the christian sub culture. but the root word for culture is cult... which means excessive admiration for something, things that are popular to the general society.

what's popular and/or admired by us, americans? tv, cars, gas money, i mean these are things we think about on a daily basis. exercise, health, sports, education.... As im focusing on fostering pura vida, im reminded of things like substantial friendships grow over time, are nurtured with love, kindness and acceptance. people are humans, and not to be exploited for money, or tolerated so I can save face. i mean, jesus. jesus, himself, has enlightened me that we are all are blind, lame, weak, mute and a masterpiece of shattered dreams, searching desperately for an artist to identify our identity. i found myself asking others to identify me, and in turn have found these so called "artist" are not artist at all, but an unfinished magnum opus themselves.

one thing i know for sure. God is the ONLY artist i have found. and His son, Jesus, has generously built a bridge for us to get to Him. (btw, thank you Jesus for that!) I now ask God if He could identify the broken pieces, and perhaps contrive what You think would be best, that would meet mydeepest needs.

Lindsay in costa...

broken.

laughing.

dancing with kids.

breathing slowly

tomatoes and candy

dusty roads

swaying trees

rushing winds

bugs

humidity.

strolling.

time? what time is it? what day is it?

this is my new motto, relish in this God gifted moment, made to give Him glory, and worry later...

dude, what does a pure life look like as a believer? i think it's simple. correct me if im wrong, but its pretty straight forward, make God's kingdom govern you. what is His kingdom like? like this... full of joy, communicative and a place of always saying thanks!

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