The secret that we share I cannot tell in full. But this much I will tell. What’s lost is nothing to what’s found, and all the death that ever was, set next to life, would scarcely fill a cup.”
― Frederick Buechner, Godric
In looking back over the past month’s postings, it seems that I have wandered far afield from my normal life and, indeed, from the original intent of this blog.
But that’s okay, I believe.
In life’s journey we start at point “A” with a specific destination in mind, but often encounter delays, detours and/or complete changes in our itinerary.
Sometimes we forget where we were going altogether and never find our way back.
Sometimes we get lost and find that we like the new place we found so much that we stay there.
Sometimes we get bored and start the journey again.
Sometimes the weather gets so bad that we can’t see where we are going.
Some of us won’t use a map (or in my case, can’t read a map) and get lost a whole lot.
I’ve known some people that refuse to go anywhere at all. Most out of fear of what they will encounter along the way.
I also know some people that seem fearless. The road holds a fascination for them. They’ll go anywhere, anytime…embracing the unknown.
A lot of folks seem to be stuck trudging along trying to get through each day as best they can. Dealing with the bumps in the road that life can so often produce. The journey can seem so hard that it’s almost impossible to look ahead and make decisions about what turn to take at the next fork in the road. They find it hard to experience or interact with the scenery, events and possibilities that line the path they are on. It’s all they can do to put one foot in front of the other and just keep moving.
Mostly, life is made up of all these variables.
Sometimes we move forward with confidence and accomplish much and sometimes we stop and wait and hope.
Joy and sorrow.
Work and Sabbath.
Building up and Tearing Down…Rebuilding.
Growing and Harvesting.
Starting and Ending.
this blog is not where it started. It has begun and paused. Started again and wandered. Been optimistic and doubtful. Interesting and…not so much.
It is where it needs to be and moving on.
Just as I am.
Visual artist playing with collage, assemblage and whatever else I imagine. Homemaker and homeschooling Mom of four children aged 10 to 24. Ready to fully embrace life and leave regret and fear behind. Each new day is an opportunity to love, create and live with intention...