As always there was a moment during Lent when it felt it would last forever. Now I am at the point when I can’t believe how little is left.
I had goals…they were good goals. They got upset and out of order, yet I rolled with the punches…for a bit. Then I fell out of the boat and God had to pick me up, set me back in, dry me off and point out that where I was headed was wrong. The boat got put on a new course.
I got put on a new course.
One not of my choosing.
But the course is so blatantly a “God thing” that I cannot argue. Oh, who am I kidding? I have been kicking and screaming very loudly. And still I know that His way is better and I should go with it and save a little energy for the journey.
Truthfully, I don’t think I got so far off course that it was screamingly obvious to a lot of people. But God knew it (He knows everything) and I did, too. I’ve been sorting through things and I’ve seen a lot of areas that have gotten dusty with neglect. Perhaps a new perspective will help my desire to polish.
I am at a pivotal time in my life. Wondering how this many years have passed and how I don’t feel this old. After nine years out of the work-force entirely and sixteen years out of a “career” it looks like I will be going back to doing what I did pretty well before children.
So as Lent ends, a chapter of my life will end and new one will begin. God’s timing is amazing.
Looking through that smudgy glass.