I’ve started life over again more times than I can count. For the last few years I’ve resolved to begin every year with a single word to guide me, and this year I’m endeavoring to know, hold and live with peace. Peace in the midst of the messy, the unfinished and the unknown. Perhaps I should just say PEACE in the midst of LIFE.
What’s your word?
It’s by the sheer goodness of God I report that despite a crazy start to the year, peace plans are still intact. I spent the last two weeks slowly moving out of our home, and this past weekend our movers came to move all the furniture. Quickly, the peaceful slow pace amped up into a crazy fast, over-the-top stressful pace. Imagine my surprise when my forecasted four-hour move actually took five guys and a girl (me) two full days to move! TWO DAYS.
But aside from moving and cleaning and saying goodbye to our home, (which I fully expected and believed was going to be agonizing), the weekend moved with a peace I didn’t know would come. Though that’s not to say it went completely tear-free.
When the moving trucks pulled into the driveway, reality hit and the floodgate of tears flowed free. The second set came when our boys wanted one last round of fun on their play set. But we moved out, and today I literally handed over the keys to the new owners filled with a peace I never expected.
Peace in the midst of hard dynamics. Peace in an unknown future. Peace in the leaving behind, and beginning of something new. Though tears marked the letting go and saying goodbye, they didn’t compare to the third set that came with the hope of the future.
We had a big wooden picnic table in our backyard and today my husband moved it to our new lot on the lake where we will dream and laugh and play while we wait. THIS made me cry so much more than the goodbye. Our little picnic table is the first to set up residence on the site of our forever home. To some it might seem silly, but to us it symbolizes so much. Because I’m learning that sometimes far much more than having — is hoping. Having something to wait for. Believe in. Hope for. Dream of. This is where we are now. In the middle of waiting, hoping, believing and dreaming. Maybe you are too.
Maybe you are waiting, hoping, dreaming and believing for something that you don’t yet have. Something you can’t quite hold yet. Join me in holding onto peace and finding hope while you wait. Peace, knowing that God is good and His plans will prevail, and in His timeline He will provide every good thing.
For now we will sit here on warm summer days and dream and laugh and enjoy what lies ahead. And despite the present snow and cold I see a whole lot of camping, fishing, swimming and sunning happening here soon and I can’t wait.
How can you enjoy what you have while you hope and wait?