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And we begin again with a sense of a "new year" at all the rebirth
that Spring will bring.
I'm glad to be back.
The Lenten experiment of quieting the social media voices in
my life was redemptive, and in retrospect, I see that it was less about my
giving up and more about my giving in, preparing my heart for what is upon me
yet. In the quiet, I drew closer, I fell in love with words again without being
a slave to them, and I also longed for the community of people that has become
my extended family here.
I didn't miss the blogging business as much as I thought I
would – I missed hearing from all of you, reading and keeping caught up on your
lives, but the break was needed and I'm grateful that I heeded the call to
quiet. There is much in the air as I come to life with the reminder of
resurrection, my soul is stirred and I am always impatient for more.
Our home will be increasing, not with a baby of my belly but
an adolescent or maybe three. We are both in the process of (God willing) adopting
a teenage boy that we cared for in
Instead, it feels a bit like breaking in a pair of new
shoes, this house we've made into a home bursting at the seems with life and chatter
and happy chaos and the hard days that mean we're doing something worthwhile in
this wonky little life. I want to ramble on and on about this, but it is something I need to tuck close to my heart just now until we have more to share, until there is more certainty.
There are harder things too about me now – my brother overcome
by the throes of addiction and us being powerless to stop what ravages and
destroys. My family feeling the pang and sting of all the lies addiction brings
like a smothering vacuum void where there is no oxygen. Grateful to have the source of life now and always all
around, to be lifted up by holy breath and the learning of what comes supernatural
in the midst of surrender. Celebrating beauty in all of this.
One more thought to leave you with today, as we settle into
the reality of resurrection, move forward with what new life will mean to us
now. The angels that visited Mary in the empty tomb asked her, "Woman…Why
are you crying? Who is it you are looking for?" (John 20:15).
So I ask you and I ask me… in light of the empty tomb, who
is it you are looking for?
A lover? A spouse? A person to recognize your talents? A
baby in your womb? A prodigal son to return? A person to validate your efforts?
An individual to save you from yourself? Are you waiting for you to be who you
want to be before you surrender? Are you looking for flesh and blood? Or are
you looking for Jesus, who has risen?
Why are you crying, today? Who are you looking
for?
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Monday, April 9, 2012
I'm Baaaaack -and- Who Are You Looking For?
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addiction,
adoption,
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Easter,
empty tomb,
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Thank you for this! I cried as I read it . My niece is in surgery this morning and this was just what I needed.
ReplyDeleteOh Randi, so sorry to hear. I am praying for your niece and am glad you found a moment of solace here today.
ReplyDeleteI am so happy to hear your heart here again. It really pretty, ya know? Does that make sense?
ReplyDeleteLove you and miss you!