Joyful Ruins

I think I was taught that my loves were silly compared to Christ, or a spouse, or children I may have, or saving the world, or working my job.

My loves may seem small but they make up who I am and get me through the day.

Without Steve Irwin, small creatures, Phil Collins, violins, without cardigans, blankets, coffee, and fruit. Without blue skies, trickling streams, good movies and wonderful words, I wouldn’t have much of a life or much of myself.

There’s no such thing as small loves. What you love, no matter how the world measures it, is more powerful thank you know.