It was on my desk when I returned from an unexpected day off. The rose, such a beautiful yellow. Made me think of my mom because yellow roses are her favorite. Made me think of my daughter-in-law because I wished I could send her a truck load of yellow goodness. A yellow so bright ~ no lights needed, radiating from the inside out.
My friend. We were talking. Her burden was heavy, hard to tote around. Peace. The lack of peace was perturbing. Something just didn't feel right.
So, where does lack of peace come from? As I posed the question, I thought of my own journey. So we decided that peace comes from the Lord and lack of peace does not.
Exploring further....we agreed that you don't have to like everything to maintain peace. The key is to trust. Trust God when circumstances are contrary to your own heart. A trust that surpasses all understanding. A trust that gives peace when peace seems impossible.
Maybe we redefined peace.
Redefined what we felt.
Through the ability to share.
The girl. She wanted to say hi. She mostly looked sad but her smile oh so sweet. A lot on her mind that she is told to rest. I love those conversations that are quiet and peaceful. Full of knowing. Eyes questioning. Questioning how a day is navigated.
A knowing that the missing of a friend is deep.
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