We ignore warning signs at our
peril. Whether they be placed on a crumbling sea wall or in the never ending
battle for health. Even today I made a simple mistake, sort of, yes a lovely
sunny afternoon and a weather forecast that seemed to suggest the possibility
of showers, though of course I missed the thunderstorm bit. A gentle and
pleasant 3 mile stroll around Kedleston beckoned as my friend and I considered
the European economic crisis and the work of God in the world. What’s that? A
very light shower barely touched us through the heavy tree canopy in the woods…
but then a prolonged thundering cloudburst changed our ideas completely. We’re
neither of us young enough to have left full wet weather gear at home so it was
no real problem, just not a lot of fun. But we never saw it coming.
Just like my recent holiday; I
so much want to leave my grief journey behind, and I felt so good, so of
course wrong expectations grew too soon. So today I remain in the deep waters
of recent bereavement. It feels recent anyway, and 12 months is not really that
long for sure. I totally refuse to live here forever though. I’m gonna learn to
swim, live and love my life once again.
Isaiah 43:2 ‘When
you go through deep waters, I will be with you. When you go through rivers of
difficulty, you will not drown.’ (NLT)
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