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 life, to fully participate in this amazing life for one more day. turning down this invitation comes in lots of flavors. it looks like numbing yourself or distracting yourself or seeing something really beautiful as just 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.