Walking thoughts: This isn’t my usual walking pace... says my son as he slows some to let me catch up. There was a day when I slowed my pace for my children. When I’d look back and wait for them to catch up. When I would take them on adventures and show them new things. Now they wait for me. They teach me. The adventures that await me are of their own design and I’m enjoying every second of it. I once called out to the better within them; coaxing, teaching, disciplining, and encouraging the talents, strengths, and interests as they grew and developed. There is a beautiful symmetry in how they now speak to the better in me and tho it’s a bittersweet season, I’m not alone in it. My Father waits for me. I see Him ahead, I remember Him from all my seasons, and I rejoice in the fact that I’m almost home. He smiles at the adventures that await me and assures me of my purpose. He knows my longing to finish well and finish strong. And I rest in the knowledge that He who began a good work in me will see it through to its completion. My pace has slowed but my will is stronger than ever and even if my footing is not as sure.... God is with me through it all. So as I reflect, I remain thankful for the protection and guidance He provides as I anticipate the surprises He has for me along the way. I am my beloveds and my beloved is mine and my heart beats a little faster as I catch up.

Posted by kat at 2022-08-03 17:42:06 UTC