Moments this week have meant lasts, goodbyes, and missing.
Moments have been celebrated with coffee and friends. Moments have been lamented with tears and doubts. Both good, because He is good.
Moments have been quiet, and seeming to last for days. Prayers for family and restoration filling the pages of my journal. Moments of helplessness that remind me of my inability…reassuring me of my only hope.
We were lifted up in moments of Korean Prayer. A chorus of a dozen voices surrounding us, singing praises and petitioning on our behalf. We sat in places of honor, sharing our hearts,sharing our praises.
Moments of feedback have challenged me. These moments called me to the foot of the cross. Tenderly mending and teaching me, drawing me to the Word seeking truth and peace. These moments grew me.
This week I missed moments with family. Milestones with my best friend were celebrated a day ahead and miles apart. These moments were made sweeter by the joy of technology, the ability to connect worlds apart. Grateful.
The week ended with all the moments being spent on a train. Time to reflect, time to rest, and time to sit in amazement. With the moments of our third week ending, the first month of the race is over.
