And friends...it still hasn't stopped.
Now, i'm never one to knock a good rainstorm...especially if with it comes much thunder and lightning. But every single stinkin' day for a week solid? Including my favorite weekend of the year? And did i mention that it's May? Time for the sun to be shining and the outdoor fun to be having made.
Ok, enough with the rant...
Because of the afore mentioned rain (i did mention the rain, right?) my weekend went a lot differently than i planned. I'd been looking forward to the past four days for the past twelve months and while i'm a little heart broken that all of my time was not consumed by the beauty that is stuck on a truck...this weekend was definitely much needed.
This past weekend embodied such a simple, peaceful bliss. I didn't do anything major....mainly just hung around different spots of this town that i love so much...drinking a lot of coffee and having a lot of refreshing conversation with lovely friends. Callie moved into the cutest old house downtown and it has some major porch action going on...we're talking fabulous porches in the front AND the back...including two absolutely perfect porch swings. And that's where i spent a lot of my time...just rocking slowly as the rain poured and the thunder rumbled and i sipped my coffee and and my soul soared.
I don't know about you, but God seems to speak in themes in my life. And while there for a couple of months things were more of a quiet understanding between me and God about our love for each other....now we seem to be having more of this glorious dialogue thing going on that i am just adoring. And there is this one theme that keeps coming up again and again and again. Maybe i'll share more eventually, but just know that for now...it's changing everything about the way i think. And hopefully making me a better person....that hopefully can display the love of God in a more real way.
This quiet, reflective, bliss of a weekend somehow seemed to cement in me that work that God is doing. So would i trade that for all the stuck on a truck in the world? No way.
But man...all the stuck on a truck in the world that i wanted? What a thought...
1 comment:
haha.. o becca. this was the weekend that seemed to quietly last forever... and it strangely serene wasn't it.. i don't think i'll ever forget watching the storm roll in through the trees like we did...
and on a less nostalgic note... all of the stuck on a truck in the world???? i don't know why, but the idea of eternal SOAT is kind of scary.. i mean think about it.
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