One is an invitation to a going away party for a couple moving to spend this final season of life with their children and grandchildren. The other is a letter from dear friends following a call of God to tell children about Jesus in Peru.
I hang the invitation next to another near my calendar. They're on the same day...this going away party and a baby shower. I've only just taken the bridal shower invitation down.
I look at them, so beautiful. Many suffering deeply. Cancer. Lost relationships with children. Financial struggles. Widowed.
Others basking in the joy of their lives. Children. Grandchildren. Special vacations. New Opportunities. Dreams of tomorrow.
Oh, the changes. The different places we go in life. Some at the beginning, some at the end, and many in the middle. And each place, if surrendered to God, is good, right, a yes.
This life's a stream. Quickly moving in some places, deep pools in others, dangerous rapids and cataracts impassable but for God.
He's there in each life. Each moment. And in mine, too. Knowing this makes the future not so scary. For this stream has an ending, and I know God's end is only just the beginning of real life forever.
This is my season. How long it will last I cannot know.
text: Hebrews 12.28 New Living
|belt courtesy of big brother Dawsy|