Parties and celebrations are what we live for and what dreams are made of. They aren’t always decked out in high fashion but there’s something captivating about being invited and being apart. I often wish I had a table that never ran out of seats and a life where I could host an open house dinner party at least once a week. But it’s not always about being invited or throwing the “prettiest” party. It so much more. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Bob Goff said it so well...
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ “There is only one invitation it would kill me to refuse, yet I'm tempted to turn it down all the time. I get the invitation every morning when I wake up to actually live a life of complete engagement, a life of whimsy, a life where love does. It doesn't come in an envelope. It's ushered in by a sunrise, the sound of a bird, or the smell of coffee drifting lazily from the kitchen. It's the invitation to actually live, to fully participate in this amazing life for one more day. Nobody turns down an invitation to the White House, but I've seen plenty of people turn down an invitation to fully live.
Turning down this invitation comes in lots of flavors. It looks like numbing yourself or distracting yourself or seeing something really beautiful as normal. It can also look like refusing to forgive or not being grateful or getting wrapped around the axle with fear or envy. I think every day God sends us an invitation to live and sometimes we forget to show up or get head-faked into thinking we haven't really been invited. But you see, we have been invited -- every day, all over again.”
So let’s live every day as the best invitation you could have received. Life is a gift, take time to cherish the moments you’ve been given. 💕✨