Ah, we are moving. The moving company did a walk through in our house and there’s nothing like having to open all the doors and rooms for one to see your whole house as it is. Most of the time, guests don’t wander through your laundry room or scan your closet shelves, or see your hidden pile(s) of laundry. ha. It’s such a blessing to leave the dread of packing and moving it all, to a company and having it all paid for! The way we came, the way we leave. The only downside is they don’t move living things-plants. And I doubt I’ll pass through airport security with my indoor pots of plants in my hands, wrapped up in vines. ugh.
I remember when we first moved to Colorado and were looking for a church. And the first sermon I heard from our church was from Matthew 7: 7-12 about how our good Father gives us good gifts… and the last few sermons I’ve recently listened to have been on just that. About the goodness of our God. That all things come from God, which I so strongly believe, and how God gives the best of gifts-his most precious one being the priceless gift of his own Son. He gives us what we need!
I think of all the gifts I’ve received… Half a year of 2020 and already, in all it’s absurdity- incredible gifts… answered prayers…it’s intense.
I can’t help but think how every one coming out of this “corona virus quarantine isolation” will definitely have different versions of it all! The good and the bad of it all.
Sometimes life seems like a giant floor puzzle. Or if my mind worked like a 1000 piece puzzle, and not just a regular puzzle but perhaps a 3-D one, I’d say maybe I have most of the pieces and the picture, overall, makes sense. In “hindsight” all of it does make sense. But there are pieces I don’t own (and i hate missing pieces) that belong to others. And most of all, not I nor anyone else owns the crutial part of this puzzle and it is the glasses called time. To see the picture in its entirety as it is intended. And no one will give you a tête-à-tête with any given individual or a meeting with the world order organization to answer questions or set things straight. In this life we seldom do. So we settle with a thousand words unsaid, and a thousand questions unanswered.
I’m going to be honest and admit something. Random but true. I don’t find myself getting jealous of say, some other lady’s long lashes. I mean anyone can glue a strip of falsies on or get lash extensions. I can spot them a mile away. But I do get a tad bit jealous over something quite different. When I come across the “Sherlock Holmes & Watson (the Robert Downey Jr. version movies), the Shawn Spencer & Gus, the C.S. Lewis & Tolkien” friendships of this world. When you watch a movie, or read a book, or see it in real life. Then it creeps in. How lucky for those who have that.
And here’s to another forever goodbye in my books. The chords have been cut, the ship has sailed. A glint in the horizon of the sea. You might have seen it, you might have not.
And although I’d hate to be caught in the middle of the ocean, (it terrifies me and I don’t even know how to really swim-it’s awful) I know I have a strong and mighty hand holding on to me. A hand that gives peace, a hand that calms the storms, a guiding, helping hand. The hand of Jesus.
…where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord…
So I embrace the unknown and expect the unexpected.
When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say,
It is well, it is well with my soul