I think that I've always enjoyed Sunday nights. Except, they are bitter-sweet. There's this since of rest from enjoying a weekend and just getting to chill, but I know that it's all starting over tomorrow. In case it hasn't been the most obvious, I've just been feeling...blah for lack of a better word. I think hitting that one year mark had a double effect. ONE YEAR! So much time behind me, not even a year in front of me, but feeling like there is so little time and so much time all at the same time. (Wow, I should have consulted Strunk and White on that sentence.) So, I write this just to get it out and to ask for prayer. Perseverance, endurance, peace, joy and whatever else your lead to pray for.
All that leads me to something I've pondered today. I want to read the Bible chronologically and I'm in Job. (I'm actually not that far into the Bible or Job.) But, I was reading where he first starts talking with his friends. I found myself so involved in the story. I wanted to tell him how it ends. I wanted to tell him how highly esteemed he is by his Creator. I wanted to show him the parts that he was unable to see. I saw him there, torn clothes, shaved head, sores, eyes red from sleeplessness and tears.
Please do not hear me comparing my situation with Job's. He was suffering. Me? I'm just a little homesick. But, it was one of those moments when you're pointing your finger at someone and you realize that those three fingers are pointing back at you. I've lost sight of that "eternal perspective" that I thought I had such a tight grasp on. I'm so caught up in what's not going so great or what I'd rather be doing that I've forgotten to savor the moment. The right here. This chance. These relationships. I've never been much of a savor-er. Always finished that popsicle first. Never took the time to figure out what spices were in a dish. (Who does that anyway? Just eat it!)
So, I'm trying to learn to savor. To take each moment and know that when it's gone, there are no do-overs. When it comes to food, I will probably still just eat it.
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- Mindy
- "You make known to me the path of life. In Your presence there is fullness of joy. At Your right hand there are pleasures forevermore." --Psalm 16:11
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Great blogs, Pearl!
Jimbo
Happy Cora's Birthday!
isn't it weird to feel this way...i hate when people are like, i totally understand and you know they don't. so i probably don't totally understand, but i can't wait to hear you say things like this in person and be able to tell you, yeah, i have felt like that in some way too...and we're gonna make it, and He's not done with us, praise Him for that. what a journey. never really thought before where our title comes from.
This is mom AT Jim's computer.... I always loved Sunday Nights, too, growing up.... that was a time when we all gathered in the kitchen and raided the fridge for leftovers.... We all chose what we wanted and took care of ourselves.... a sweet memory of my home life as a child.
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