It’s been a quiet day.
After a noisy, festive ringing in of the New Year last night, the quiet is welcome.
We took down our New Year’s tree and put away the rest of the Christmas decorations.
We stayed in our pajamas until noon.
It is beautiful.
I just took Lucy Mae out for her final New Year’s Day wee, and when I looked up into the night sky…I noticed that the stars are cloaked by a gauzy white.
Wisps of cloud trail off in the smoky blue of the midnight sky, like a long train on a beautiful white gown.
The sky is dressed in her wedding garb tonight.
As I gaze up at that misty beauty, I am reminded that I, too, am a bride.
I still wait for my Bridegroom.
When I look up, that anticipation fills my heart. My soul begins to dance and joy sings inside.
I can’t think of a more fitting way to begin a new year.
Tomorrow I will go to honor a dear one of God who has passed on into His presence. As I contemplate this dear woman’s last days, I meditate on my current ones.
How do I wait?
Will I run this race to the end?
I do not want to ever stop growing, learning, searching…
This waiting is not a passive thing.
Do not let it be.
Dear ones, we are not finished doing this thing until we stand before Him.
But while I am here, let it be said that I waited well.
This is my prayer—that He will not let me be. That I will never be able to ignore His call. That I will always be about His business. Let me never rest until I rest in peace.
O God! Hear my cry. Use me. Make me uncomfortable with comfort. Stretch me. Grow me. Teach me. Always, always, let me feel You, Lord. For I will walk through the shadow of death if I feel You at my side. You give me courage to do what I cannot do alone. You are my strength. You are my joy.
Abound in my 2009. Fill me with You.
In Jesus’ precious name, Amen.