Seasons come and go. Some offer ease, everything falling right into place. Others test us with storms and stress.
Living Well in My Soul
Have you ever wondered why certain things just go together? Why do sweet and salty combinations complement one another? What made that first person smother peanut butter sprinkled with chocolate chips on top of a stalk of healthy celery? What about dousing sweet, thirst quenching watermelon with salt or wrapping perfectly fermented pickles in a fat-dripping strip of bacon? It’s all so mouth-wateringly unexpected and GOOD!
Seriously though. Isn’t that just like life?
Some things just make me feel old-fashioned. Like kneading and baking homemade bread. It’s a good thing, really! I like to feel a little old school, embodying traditional family values, being ‘that’ mom who wears an apron and kisses her husband who walks relieved through the door after a hard day. I long for those moments and their aroma of home baked bread saturating the air with sounds of kids laughing and playing seeping into my kitchen from their rooms.
Don’t we all just want to feel true love? Whether we admit it or not, our very existence aches for an affection so deep there’s never a cause to doubt. Our human hearts long for an unconditional, unwrappable, gentle, unjudging love. The kind of love that looks at us from veiled eyes so our sins aren’t exposed and our ugliness looks a little like beautifully blended patterns in the actually tainted tapestry of our thoughts and actions.
If I’m being honest, I’ll tell you how dating really sorta stunk. At least behind the scenes where no one witnessed my messiness, fear and frustration over reluctantly starting over it stunk. I mean, what single mom wants to weigh her daughters’ needs with time away building some sort of relationship with a man who may not even fill her needs? I mean, seriously!
Have you ever looked back before you considered what you want in the future? I hadn’t…until now. This year, reflection bore my 2016 resolutions!
For the first time, I’m okay with peering into the rear view mirror in order to make self-improvement. I’m comfortable looking back to move forward. I see how what’s behind defines what’s before me and how the past can create a better future.
What...or who's...got ahold of your heart?
As we prepare to enter a new year, where’s the focus of your heart? Does the approaching year instill fear….or offer hopes and dreams? Sometimes we anxiously find reasons to run away from what may come….yet we’re urged towards opportunities of renewal. With so much hinging on inflated expectations for the New Year, our hearts swirl with hopeful anticipation all due to a simple new digit defining the upcoming days.
We all need a little more time and a little less complication right about now. We all need to cleanse our bodies (…and our souls…), flush out our emotions to create quiet minds for just a moment or two! If we want to carry on until Christmas with a spirit worthy of the real reason for this season, all we really need is some rest…some real soul rest.
~Or…am I the only one looking at my list trying to see the open end of the tunnel on the other end of this hustle?~
We are free! We are loved so deeply and freely we can let go into a free fall to that holy night knowing our soul’s precious worth is forever protected….
“A Savior has been born to you and He is Christ the Lord.” Luke 2:11
A Savior! Our God SAVED US with His very own Son!
The Christmas season whirls around us with calendars overflowing, lofty expectations and to do lists bursting at the seams. It's overwhleming! It's a Christmas contradiction, actually. The gifts, the grandness and festive glitter of it all ironically darkens the spirit of the season as we rush towards the finish line only to arrive exhausted on Christmas morning.