I used to love the fall. Two healthy pregnancies...long walks...and then both girls were born in the fall...Oct 13th and Nov. 15th. Isn't it really the prettiest time of year in Ohio? I think so. But, not so now. HOnestly, if I had the fast forward button on the calendar...I'd click right past Oct, Nov, and Dec...to Jan. 2nd. From now til then feels like walking down a very long dark tunnel...and I walk...waiting to see the end come when the New Year arrives.
Again, I turn to the words of Elisabeth Elliot for insight and direction. In her book, The Path of Lonelines, her words touch my heart. Of course she understands...widowed twice...this amazing woman that taught me to "do the next thing" writes...
"I lean my forehead against the glass and a great heaving tide pours over me, drowns me-as it has done a hundred times in the past year. But there are so many so much worse of than I. I remember that. How blessed I have been, to have been a wife. Yet, in the most unpremeditated ways, in the oddest places and for the most absurd reasons, as I'm gong about my business, generally calm, even cheerful, that sudden tide sweeps in."
I've underlined so many of her words of wisdom, I wish I could open my heart and my head and just pour them in. She goes on and writes..."a loving Purpose is behind it all, a great tenderness even in the fierceness."
I'll share more as go along. Tonight I'll close with her words...
" I am borne up by those intense prayers, as if on strong wings far above grief."
Thank you for your prayers...please remember A&A&B&DM&B.
Much love, Sue