It's been a crazy few weeks around here. Actually, I think dramatic is a better word for it. It's been a dramatic couple of weeks. I've celebrated with friends preparing to welcome new babies and listened as other friends have lost parents or siblings all too suddenly. I've watched all my big summer plans fizzle out and I've spent a lot of time thinking through what might be next for me. And at the same time, I've been reminded, at increasingly regular intervals, exactly who I am and what I'm made of and what I set out to do in the first place. For this I am very grateful.
Yesterday was Easter and it was a chilly, gloomy, and delightful day. I had the honor of sharing a piece of my writing at both church services, then lunch with a new friend and a walk through downtown as the skies threatened to rain. It was lovely.
The line I'm still struck with today as I get ready for class, is from Luke 24:5b - "Why do you look for the living among the dead?"
In my conversations these past few weeks, whether it was good news or bad, the same question returns: Suddenly everything has changed, what could possibly happen next? All too often we are bracing ourselves for bad news, for "what-if's. But what if, in those moments, we stopped to take a deep breath and remembered that our story is not over yet. We always have the choice between hope and despair. What if we stopped trying to resurrect the past and learned how to step into our new reality, our new normal?
So, know it's your turn. This is Journal Prompt #28 and your story is far from over. What is next for you?
This is definitely NOT the End,