We are safe

20 08 2011

It’s a beautiful day outside, and I am sitting at the dining table grading some students’ work from the week, listening to Church Music by David Crowder*Band and enjoying the spaghetti salad (my own creation: cold spaghetti, tuna, sliced red and yellow peppers, baby cucumbers, local tomatoes, sweet gherkins, grated cheese, with olive oil and vinegar dressing) I’ve been having for lunch, dinner, and a snack for the past 2 days.

And all of a sudden, I am unaware of these afflictions, eclipsed by glory…

Yet, for the longest and most breath-taking moment, it was all I could do to choke back tears of longing for days of innocence, long gone. When times were easier, and life was simpler.

Meeting up with a friend at lunch was lovely, but some of the questions that were brought up were difficult, and I struggled to stay in my seat. It was nothing to do with the company, but everything to do with the unresolved nature of the subject of the questions.

And then Facebook decided to kick me while I was down, and a status that I had written 2 years ago about a group I was involved in at the time came up. And tears flooded my eyes but I did not let them fall.

I did not let them fall.




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