I drove to a nearby town tonight, in the cold and dark to take my son to basketball practice.
My husband lovingly allowed me to opt-out of an ongoing Monday night social gathering.
My energy for such things.... social gatherings.... is wearing thin.
I am the mama bear hibernating the winter away.
I can only hope to emerge in the spring renewed.
Now that I live in a place that yields six-plus months solidly to wintering,
I am reminded that I was made for a different climate altogether.
And this is what I think on during times like these,
when I am not sure I really want to be in this cold, dark place.
I don't have to be here forever, this is not my future...
not my eternity.
I am a citizen of Someplace Else.
And one day,
I will go Home.
And one day,
I will go Home.
~Maria
amen. and me too.
ReplyDeletei have recently moved to New Jersey from Florida. the sky is grey, and while i do love a grey sky now and again, it is an adjustment to live with it more than 'now and then'
it is 29 degrees, the cold is in my bones - and it isn't just the temperature; today it is this life, all around me here - in this place, not New Jersey, but this temporal dwelling... yes, this is not our Home.
i find my soul as heavy as the clouds dropping the rain. i know it is a cleansing rain. i am thankful. i know He is with me. i am thankful. and i am thankful to have found you here.
i believe i can hear your heart....
((and i understand and also enjoy the intrigue of anonymity))
God's blessings to you and yours, Dear Unknown Author (known by He who matters most).