The weather, for as topseeturvy as it's been, has also been a physical reminder of what my life feels like right now. The hope of better things to come dangling before me, but the seasons of the past not letting up. My walk in the rain yesterday was kind of perfect. It was the right amount of drizzle for how I was feeling. Just a touch sad, a touch thoughtful, and a bit angry. Stomping in puddles... kind of perfect for releasing anger. I know that's not typical Emo video style, as I was feeling, but I'm not Emo, so I figured it was ok. I wanted to dance, to sing, to cry, and yell. To thank God for all that He's given and yet cry out for all that's been deferred.
I instead kept walking, bouncing my hands to the beat, bobbing my head, listening to my It's Friday And I'm in Love genius playlist. And somehow in the course of my walk my shoulders eased and I hit a stride, my cares hovering above me waiting to float back down, but for then the weight was lifted. So today, as look out at the trees that had begun to blossom, now bending under the weight of the heavy snow I understand. And as I come to a breaking point I have to remind myself that someday it won't just be Spring in word only but I will see the fruit of Spring in my life.
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Ohhh... did I tell you I left Facebook? Feels a bit like what I think it would be like to give up any addiction. CRAZY!! Going on Day 4 of Facebooklessness. Catch up with me and the slow moving adventure over at Something New.
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