As I eluded in the reflections of 2009, there has been a deluge of turmoil not only for us but all around. No one seems immune.
I mean it has been some of the toughest weeks-months of my life. I wont belabor the details but I will submit it has made me dig really,
really deep.
For this season it is sometimes hour to hour grace. It is a place, I believe, none of us would willingly go to, but now that I'm moving in this ' desperate for grace' existence, I can't imagine not having the deeper assurance that All really is Well. Whether it feels like it or not.
The frigid temperatures outside remind me of how lucky I am to have a place of comfort and rest, for now.
I saw a poor soul yesterday being escorted from the library because he was more or less a displaced person. I was overwhelmed with tears at the thought of him having nowhere warm or safe to go. I was humbled by my circumstance that just moments before appeared really desperate, perspective is everything... please let me
remember this.
I believe we are all looking for comfort. Not over the top lavish existences, just the real definition of comfort...(actually now obsolete definition -verb: to aid, support, encourage.)
An existence that really lets us know "hang on-it will be o.k."
What I think I'm learning is that we are like Dorothy... we have been in Kansas all along. We just need to wake up!
Wishing you all comfort and warmth in this really exceptionally cold season.
Ps. 119:50 My comfort in my suffering is this: Your promise preserves my life.
