Yeah, I haven’t posted in awhile. Blogging gets thrown along the wayside when I don’t know what to say or how to say it. I’m not exactly the world’s cheeriest person tonight — you have been duly warned. 😉
The older I get, the more I realize what a broken mess I am. Aren’t you supposed to have it all together when you’re “grown-up”? 😉 I do tend to think this: the day we think we have it all together is most likely the day we don’t.
I don’t know how to be a patient person… though God seems to think I am capable of being one! I don’t know how to embrace now — what if I don’t like now? Is it okay to ask questions that may never get any answers? How do I live like I really do believe God’s plan is perfect? Is hope really eternal?
I have this feeling I’m not the only one who wonders and questions and cries under the covers.
Or am I?
Last Sunday morning I drove an hour up to a different church and wow, I’ve never seen fog stay around that long! The strange thing was, the sun would come out and shine brilliantly onto the fog, yet the fog wouldn’t disperse. The combination of fog and bright sun made this blinding white mist.
I like that picture.
Usually sunshine dispels fog and makes it disappear. But on occasion, the sun shines right into the fogginess. The fog isn’t lifted immediately — just brightened, bringing light to the cloud covering the world.
Someday the fog will lift and we will see face to face.
“In this place of gracious uncertainty, we wait. For the broken places to be brought back together. For the meaning of our suffering to be revealed in his. For the righteous reign of a mighty God, whose goodness we will spend all eternity celebrating. We wait — with open, expectant hearts.” [Paula Rinehart]
Off to eat popcorn & apple cider in the kitchen — the favoritest Dad has returned!! 😀