Mulling over for hours what to post, it took me awhile to settle on anything. How do you say life is as hard as nails without sounding like you're soaking in selfpity and seeking for sympathy? On the other hand, what if you aren't willing to pretend that everything is fine, that you've smoothly moved on with your life and that your heart isn't broken? I can do that in casual conversation, but I can't do it here. I won't expose my battered soul to view, but neither will I create a false impression of peaceful acceptance. I want to leave a true record of this harrowing trial behind me. Maybe it will be of use to someone else along the way.
Someone wished me a super week today. Super week?! My super weeks are over! That doesn't mean we don't laugh and look for ways to have fun around here, but expecting "super" is beyond the realm of possibilitty. Life is not letting us off the hook for a minute. Both good and bad continue to come our way, demanding patience, forbearance, and time spent in pleading for heaven's healing and guidance. My sister, Julie, shared the observation with me that I have an increased spiritual sensitivity since Jordan's departure. The Holy Spirit, and the unwelcome spirit of the adversary, have been close by at times, and I have had to consciously cling to the one, and decisively dismiss the other. An energy-sapping task, this. I found that this song penned by Michael McLean, and sung by (looking for artists' name) aptly describes the constantly shifting landscape of my life.
(Partial lyrics to "This Day Is One of Those."
There will be days so sweet
Blossoming like a rose;
There will be days complete
Where happiness overflows,
With everyone you meet a friendship grows.
You'll know on that day, you'll hear yourself say,
This day is one of those.
There will be days so tough
You'll wonder why you chose
Taking a path so rough, and trusting that heaven knows.
And when you've had enough
Of climbing the rocky roads,
You'll know on that day, you'll hear yourself say,
This day was one of those.
There'll be days that you feel you could just do without,
Other days that you want more of.
Days of answers and hope, days of questions and doubt,
Days when you never knew you were loved.
There will be days you swear God's inspiration flows,
There will be days in prayer you ask Him why it goes,
There will be days He cares more than you suppose,
This day is one of....
This day is one of those.
See you in November. May God bless us all.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
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