Monday, February 18, 2013

February 18, 2013

Father... a stage in my life closes up; a new one opens up; new beginnings. The sky has been wild and tumbling for far too long... but you have shown your mercies upon me even when I didn't understand this at first. You have given me the strength of trees, the vertical stairways of flexible cambium beneath the brittle and frayed edges of bark, the way they can bend so deeply without breaking and, I wonder what there is in me, if it wasn't because of you, that manages the same kind of strength; for you had allowed me to stand up to a devil of a wind as it raked and lashed at me—like the trees in the winter landscape...

You have comforted me; my soul is at peace; my eyes dried. I have accepted that the past is dead, and I'm now ready to celebrate endings, for they precede new beginnings—the beginnings that you, in your infinite mercy and wisdom unwraps before me... I'm throwing my dreams into space like a kite, I don't know exactly what it will bring back, or what you have in store for my life... a new job, a new home, a new state; perhaps warmer days and milder winters. My days are in your hands, Father. I don't know exactly were I'm going... but if you continue to guide me as you have always done, I know I'm heading towards the growing light of the day.

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