I pulled in the driveway this morning from taking the girls to school. I spotted a bird at the tip-top of the neighbor’s oak, perched and ready to fly away. I couldn’t move to go inside and yet didn’t have a reason to stay either. I waited until he swooped into our yard, his movement sparking my own.
As I sat, I thought of the week, ready to call it a terrible one, and yet couldn’t. It’s been a week of highs—friends visiting from out of town last-minute, sharing a table of new recipes and family gathering around to celebrate births. But it’s been a hard one too—unexpected ER visits, stomach viruses, tears of fear and longing for friends. It hasn’t been terrible, but it has been terribly high and low—a week of through sickness and health, till death do us part and stripes of motherhood sewn on.
I sit at the top like the neighbor’s bird–waiting, perched and ready to fly.
The good thing is the ability to see both- that life encompasses both- not just terrible, not just good. I hope you do have more peace next week though. Visiting from FMF>
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Thanks, Cole!
I’m ready to fly, too. Our week has had those highs and lows and I’m just ready to fly to something different. Praying your next week has more highs!
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I’m ready, too. We had a similar week and the lows make me more than ready, the highs make me thankful, and God is always good in it all. Praying you have more highs this next week! Thanks for sharing.
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