Last summer and this summer…

Last summer….

I was lost.

I was moving from the comforts of a life I’d become comfortable with and loved very much.  It’s hard to get kicked out of one’s comfortable existence.  It’s even harder to have to kick yourself out of it as well.  But one cannot deny the cycles of this life.  Beginnings and endings are separated by minutes, hours, days, weeks, years, and sometimes lifetimes.

I found myself waiting.  And in the end, I was waiting for nothing, and something.  And some things have proven to be blessings of unaccountable worth.  And I found myself looking at the immeasurable love of God.

And I never really went anywhere.

This summer…

I’m still (kinda) lost.  Who never gets lost, anyway?

I still find myself moving, since I’m still finding my place in this new life.  One cannot deny the challenge of finding your place, but taking up challenges has always been a theme in my life.  I feel alive, blessed and loved.  And I am thankful to God, and I say, “Bring it on!” Maybe I’m in the middle of this new cycle, and I’m still looking at the start of new things ahead.

I’m still waiting.  God makes you wait for the good things, because it’s only then can you really appreciate the graces He gives you.  My only assurance is that because I wait for Him, there will be no waiting for nothing, because there will always be something.

And I finally got to go out of town, if only a few days.  Still looking forward to the beach!