Not my favorite thing, but so necessary.
Change in stages of life: birth to death. We have seen our share of both. I know each are inevitable. But, it is so hard to see someone you love move on with out you, or your full understanding. We have been left holding each other and our faith hoping for peace.
I think it has come.
The tears still flow, and sadness often sits beside me, but there is also a sense that, "daughter, all is well."
Today, I am thankful for change, in what ever capacity. Thankful for my good husband with whom I have made many changes hand in hand. My children, watching them change everyday: growing, learning-- thankful I can carry a third baby. Thankful for trials that push me to the limits of my understanding and strength, and in doing so, cause me to see further than I had before.
Like a stone under the current of a rushing river, soften my rough edges over time.
Polished. Smooth. Refined. In and by the Master's hand. Change is the catalyst that can get me there.
4 comments:
So beautiful Erin. I hope you guys are getting settled in your new place. We hope to see it soon! :)
your a poet, Erin. So beautifully written. And so true. thinking of you guys! we'd love to visit with you soon!
I've been thinking about you a lot. I hope you guys are doing allright. Did you also move? This is beautifully written. We miss you.
So true, sometimes I just want to sit in my nice comfortable bubble but whether I choose it or not change comes. I love that picture also.
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