“The answer must be, I think, that beauty and grace are performed whether or not we will or sense them. The least we can do is try to be there.”
Annie Dillard from
Happy Friday! Can you believe the middle of January is already upon us, the first month of 2017, all things fresh and new, is half over? Wow! I find myself already pondering how quickly time passes by. I am so glad you are here sharing this journey through the wilderness with me!
Today is my favorite day of the week, an afternoon outing with my Sweet Man, and the day I join Kate Motaung and others, where we write five minutes (yikes!) on one word.
Todays word: MIDDLE
In a few weeks I will be celebrating another birthday. I have been lamenting this birthday for months. I will no longer be able to say I am in my middle fifties. I will officially be on the backside of fifty.
Don’t get me wrong, I am thankful for everyday I live on this side of Heaven. But the woman in me, the face that stares back at me in the mirror, she’s just a bit eggy. The aging process is beginning to leave its mark.
I can’t pretty it up, this aging process is humbling, to say the least. And yet, in the midst of it I have found beauty.
The beauty of living in the middle of my story. A story The Author chose especially for me.
“We find ourselves standing where we always hoped we might stand-out in the wide open spaces of God’s grace and glory…Romans 5:2 The MSG
Lest you think my life is easy, it is not. It is, anything but easy. It is messy, painful, fraught with landmines and all manner of brokenness. The reality of putting one foot in front of the other overwhelms at times.
“I’m in the middle of a project I’m tweaking,” Joe (Tom Hanks) from You’ve Got Mail.
It is in the middle of this project where I stand back and I am able to see, clearly see, my life exactly where I am. I am humbled by this one beautiful story God has given me to live. I am thankful for the lines and wrinkles. They are reflections of where I have been, where I am.
Reflections of the wide open grace and glory of God.
“I am a frayed and nibbled survivor in a fallen world, and I am getting along. I am aging and eaten and have done my share of eating too. I am not washed and beautiful, in control of a shining world in which everything fits, but instead am wondering awed about on a splintered wreck I’ve come to care for, whose gnawed trees breathe a delicate air, whose bloodied and scarred creatures are my dearest companions, and whose beauty bats and shines not in its imperfections but overwhelmingly in spite of them…
These are our few live seasons. Let us live them as purely as we can, in the present.”
Annie Dillard from Pilgrim at Tinker Creek
I’m quite sure I am breaking all manner of blogging protocol with this!
It’s my habit to call my Sweet Man and read him my words before sending them out. This morning his chuckles warmed my soul, had me smiling. I said to him, “I can’t even sing that old country song, I’m On The Backside of Thirty.” He laughingly replied, “You’ve got a lot of singing left to do girl.”
Yeah, I’ll embrace this story and live it as purely as I can in the present. I may even sing!
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I had the opportunity to meet Tim at The Nest Fest back in October, making the book and his story more personal.
I am loving it!
“Sometimes beauty comes to us unexpectedly in the quiet corners of the day.” ~Timothy Willard from Longing For More
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