The word “stay” is the word I’ve been given (I think God sometimes speaks to me in single monosyllabic words because He doesn’t want me to get confused : ). As one who has had ample experience with ‘leaving’, perhaps I’ve learned too well how to go.
What if…the second half of life is about learning the opposites of the first? What if staying amongst the flash floods, holding on by the roots of what you know is true, amongst the ‘broken steeples and tilted halos’ as described in church this morning, IS the next great adventure? One cannot discover what can be built if one does not stay.
When I arrived in this new life in Texas after the leaving behind of so many things, the person who awaited me said: “Welcome to the rest of your life.” What a gift.
It’s a gift AND it’s a choice. I’ve decided to stay. And you??? Amen.
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This one is powerful.
I am so glad God speaks so beautifully to you and that you listen so closely.
I just discovered your blog and will become a regular reader. Thank you for sharing your heart
Wow back at ya! Thank you! I am so grateful to be 'used in the service' this way…