Waiting

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I can sit here and wait, wait for the words to start forming, multiplying and dividing. One thought leads to another, and another, and then I’m back where I started. The very place I’ve been for the last month, frozen, frozen with indecision and tangled in a web of worry.

For the last month, my family has faced loss. We said goodbye to a place we loved whole heartedly. We said farewell to walls that framed our families past and helped shape our future. The soles of our feet will no longer tread down an aisle we once wandered down lost and came back found. Our voices will no longer rise up and meet the same choir of altos and sopranos singing praises and holy hymnals. We will no longer look upon the same crowd of smiling faces, spreading love and fellowship like a contagion, and our heart mourns.

It was never our plan to leave. We intended to stay, to fight the good fight, and run the race set before us, but God had other plans.

We heard him beckon, “Deny yourself, take up your cross, and follow me.”

So, we stripped ourselves of the familiar. Our blanket of comfort pulled out from underneath us. We wander through the fields of the unknown, misplaced and searching, but we are not alone. He is with us, always with us, leading us, guiding us, into his outstretched arms. May we always remember…

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