Tag: waiting

Writing

Lately it has been a challenge to write.
It used to be so easy.
The words…
The ideas…
Regularly found their way to the surface of my life.
Helping me better understand what I was thinking.
And feeling.
Not so now.
Now I feel like I have been marking time.
Waiting.
But not quite sure what I am waiting for.

The waiting is not some dark night of the soul.
Feeling lost.
Cast off.
Alone.
Rather, I think it is some type of discernment.
Figuring out who I am at this age and stage of my life.
Waiting
Sometimes patiently
Other times not
For my spirit to burn like it did before.
Telling me
This is it.
Now is the time.

Maybe that spirit burning will never happen again like it did before.
Maybe there is a new way for me to be which I have yet to discover.
If so, will I learn to be okay with that?
I don’t know.
What I know today is I miss it.

Watch and Wait – Day 2

Waiting.
For what.
Christmas? God? Jesus?
Those answers sound too easy.
Too prepackaged.
The waiting in these days which we have are a waiting for something which we anticipate and maybe even dream about, but which we don’t really know. If I take this waiting seriously, I can only hope I am attentive enough and wise enough to recognize what that for which I wait in the moment it appears.

Advent – Time

Time is funny isn’t it.
On one hand it is so even and so measured.
Seconds.
Minutes.
Hours.
Days.
Months.
Years upon years counted in eons and epochs.

On the other hand time is fluid.
Minutes creeping by when waiting for the report of the doctor.
Years compressed into a heartbeat when looking back on how quickly our children grew up.

Advent presents us with another concept of time when past and present and future somehow begin to overlap. What once was waits to be recognized again as present still and pulled into the moment we have right now. What will be waits to be noticed and named and lived in this moment we have.

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Several things I believe: