Today is beautiful. It’s a day the Lord has made like every other. But, today feels special. The blue sky is spotted with fluffy clouds, and the sweet smell of lilacs fills the air. The afternoon breeze is sneaking into the open window of my favorite coffee shop. Today is a good day.
But, where am I?
Presently, I am watching a group of wonderers with matted hair dancing and thumping acoustic melodies from strings of their guitar. Eyes looking for life, a sense of purpose, in their little green herb and silver coated flasks.
Where. Am. I?
Stuck in limbo between past and future… So, I guess that makes it the present? Reminiscing on goodbyes and dreaming of hellos, I am here. Sitting at a table gripping to the past while grasping the eve of tomorrow. Processing, and dreaming, and remembering.
I am here.
These past few weeks have been a whirlwind of an adventure. Between finishing my last year of school and packing up the house to move, I’ve said more goodbyes then I knew I had to say. They were hard; they were sweet and spoken with only the truest sincerity. But, how blessed am I to have people that making saying goodbye so hard.
Where?
I am between seasons, chapters of a book. Whatever you want to call it, I’m sitting here, at a table preparing for my next adventure while waiting for the old to end. It’s weird, it’s busy, it’s limbo. In 4 ½ months, I leave. More goodbyes are to be said and many new hellos. And, I can’t wait!
I think right now, I am sitting. Resting. And, enjoying the cotton candy clouds and the fresh spring breeze. I am listening to what God had for me, what he has given me in this moment and resting in it. Because today is a day He made, and it is beautiful.
