It’s strange to admit it, but I kind of appreciate what happens when I’m away from it. When I walk past my writing space without committing the time to the chair and the desk and the space. It’s a kind-of good thing.
It means I’m living and moving and loving others and receiving. I’m out there! Outside of my comfort zone trying new things, sharing pieces of my heart, listening to the hurts and joys others feel safe enough to share with me. Smiling. Lots of smiling.
When I’m not here, I’m okay. Growth is happening. But, I miss this space and what I believe I’m supposed to be putting out into it. The problem is that I can sometimes convince myself that every single post needs to be deeply profound and life altering until I let that bubble (quickly) pop and remove myself from up under that pressure, until I snuff out that lie and remember why I like being here in the first place.
Just know that I’m often thinking of this space and thinking of all of you.
As I sit here on my living room floor – not my normal blog writing space – I’m listening to Bon Iver’s, For Emma, Forever, on our record player, already in my pajama bottoms at 4:31p, wearing my cheap Dollar Tree glasses without lenses and smiling. Cheesin’ really…
It’s been the perfect way to reflect on many of today’s blessed moments. The music is that whimsy, folksy, carefree, flowing music that makes you glimpse moments with sun shining all around them, setting them apart, making them stand out; clear, wonderful. Like better than out of a movie.
I had a wonderful, encouraging cup of coffee with another new friend and Jesus sister and then hosted another loving Jesus sister for a light lunch. I am just marveling at how God truly sets the lonely in families and just loves all up on them. In this season of not working outside of the home, I’m truly coming to appreciate this gift, this season of rest. This opportunity to develop real, solid friendships here in Texas and within our church before the new coming season of distracted efforts and attention and of coaching a young adult into young adulthood.
As I prepare my heart and life for working full-time outside of the home again, for being a part of a team, for thriving in my walk with God and starting anew in another workplace, I am savoring this moment right now. Right here on my living room carpet floor.