It is always happening.
Sometimes it’s great. Other times it is not.
And today I am wondering about existing when things aren’t well.
How do you go on when we are very aware that life’s broken edges cracked parts of you that might never be repaired?
How do you keep breathing when everything in you wants to lay down in surrender to what is lost?
How you have hope when life is never full of any guarantees?
Such are questions I’ve been thinking about a lot lately both for myself and those in whom I love that are experiencing suffering.
Getting out of bed. Putting on pants. Cooking at home. Making hopeful plans. Going to the gym. Calling a friend. Laughing when something is funny.
This is what not so well seasons of life are all about.
Making space for Grace to surprise.
Accepting conversation and loving embrace.
Appreciating the kindness, even small gestures.
Walking in the sunshine.
Remembering the breath of life that is and has always been within.
When it is time to pray again, it will come.
When it is time to walk on a new path, it will be revealed.
When it is time to create, it will flow.
But when all is not well, it is good to accept it. It is good to surround yourself with people who don’t mind your crying. It is good to drink hot tea and pour a glass of wine later. It is good to wear fuzzy pajamas.
One day, Grace will help you move on. One day.
Until then, you know that there you are. Breathing in and breathing out.