There are times still that when I see this place; the street sign ahead, the church in the background, the rows of cars neatly parked in their spots, and the beautiful homes to my left and right that I still can't take it. My entire being feels like it could just stop. That same emotion, the emotion I felt that day, comes back and courses through my veins and stretches its reach all the way to my heart.
Just the other day I felt it. I felt all of the things I didn't want to feel and all of the things I so longed to feel all at the same time. I stopped for a brief minute. The pain was no different. The emotion was no different. The time that had passed was different. The time that separates Charlie and I is different. Instead of falling to the ground, God gave me a peace that passes all understanding. And let me be clear that didn't happen until now. I haven't had this encounter with peace in this place for four years. But I can stand there now, in that spot, and instead of crumbling to the ground I can look around, take a deep breath, and know that Jesus is walking with me and I need only to lean on Him when its too much. I can remind myself that I am taking care of my heart, mind, soul, and body as I walk or run through town.
I will continue to trust that I am not alone.
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