Walking with Snails
I have been in a place of solitude. I've enjoyed every minute of it. It's not been depression. It's not been hibernation. It's been a place of rest ... hearing from One who knows me better than myself. I feel a gentle nudge ... moving me out of this place at a snails pace ... but movement none the less. As you slip your foot out from under the covers on a cold Fall morning is how I could best describe this emerging. Yet, as my toes feel the tingle of cold air on warm flesh, I'm receiving some beautiful gifts that I can scarcely take in!
After many months of waiting for God ... not me, my Chris' credit card or smooth-talking salesmen ... Addie has a new car!
This is a gift from one couple's generosity directly to our Addison. To us, it's a miracle and we are ever grateful!
A weekend get-a-way with My Chris has deposited great amounts of "umph" for my sanity, self-image, spiritual climate, and outlook on life. Funny how a few days alone, in the wilderness, can improve one's quality of life. I feel younger, prettier and thinner! Wow!
Last night I spoke with a friend that I have not seen with physical eyes for over 26 years! We've reconnected through Face Book and discovered each other's heart ... spoken the same language ... lived through the same worldview lens. Hearing her voice, life story and future plans was priceless!
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| Not an actual photo of me and my friend!! |
So, this journey of acting only on what I receive as the day's agenda continues. I'm finding rest in doing only what I have the energy - physical and emotional - to do. I'm finding strength in being completely weak and at the disposal of this great Father of mine. I like where I am. I like how I'm emerging.
Walking with snails,
christina
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