We daily mark the
steps in this dance of the realities and resets. We move through sorrow and
celebration accompanied by the crooning Regular that comforts or drags,
depending on the day.
Needing rest, so
kneading rest. Somehow.
Finding our
Faithful One, Faithful.
Reality
The rats have been many. The internet has been sparse. Rain
pelts our land, our laundry and our lives. We spend many hours cooped up all
together in one space. Many. Hours. The dark chocolate M&M’s are long
finished and the thieves continue to pester and push.
A Kenyan Mall is invaded and we are wrapped up in mourning
with a land we love. The Fun New Math has grown dull and the movies have all
been recycled. Books are all read and batteries are dead. We. Are. Tired.
Rest
Weary, we pull
towards an elusive rest finding respite in nibbles and drips.
(But finding it all
the same.)
The Veranda. The Cool
Air. Laughter. A Stolen Nap. Prayer.
“Be at rest once more, O my soul, for the LORD has
been good to you.” Psalm 116:7
Reset
Thankful For a Life:
Where we go barefoot
to school
Where bread is
homemade and tortillas are fresh
Where the sun heats
deep to our bones
Where activity
Full-Stops when rains pour
Where my children
learn to cope with Bored
Where conversations
can meander long
Where my husband can
have breakfast with me on the veranda
Where my children
have learned to cook
Where fresh apples
are celebratory treats
Where growing gardens
and talking in the kitchen and reading books out loud together are main
ingredients of our days
Where rhythm is
established
Where there is always
someone to teach
Where we have found
time and space to heal and to hope
Where we can actively
Believe
Yes, Thankful for a
Life
Repeat
Honestly facing.
Trusting. Listening. Proclaiming.
Again.
All day long.
“My mouth is filled with your praise, declaring
your splendor all day long.” Psalm 70:8
“Give thanks in all circumstances…”I Thess 5:18
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