I’ve said it before, I love listening to the rain. Today, it provided some respite and solace in the solitude. I’ve said before, I like staying at home. I like puttering around my small apartment, sitting and reading, watching Britbox (I’m such an Anglophile…).
But I miss my grandbabies…
This summer, Maseo will become a teenager…😳 Uriah just turned 11. He lucked out and managed to have a birthday party before things clamped down. Rhett and Charis won’t be so lucky. Their 6th and 4th birthdays, respectively, are in the next couple of weeks, but with the quarantine, their birthdays will be “un-birthdays” instead. I don’t think Charis will mind so much as Rhett and that makes me sad. He’s such a happy-go-lucky little fella, but sensitive, too. Did I say I miss my babies…
This virus isn’t the only thing that we can call novel. This whole year thus far has been so. School has been put on hold. Sports have ceased, trips to… anywhere are a no-go. My so-called acting career has been paused almost as soon as it got started. All that’s left is to wait.
I’ve thought about my life over the years. Situations, events occurred that seemed to disrupt the “what you would consider” normal flow of things. Some of the events or situations were out of my control… Illness in early childhood, the death of a parent figure in early teen years. Other events/situations… well, I admit, I had quite a bit to do with them. There were relationships that ended… badly. (More on that another time.)
Each time there was a disruption of sorts, I felt things were suddenly put on hold. Plans were shifted, altered, stopped in their tracks. Things would eventually start back up, slowly. “Modified” plans would get back on track, and life would go on… not quite as had been initially thought out, but it would go on. I learned to adjust and adapt, and wait for life to find its way again, for the most part.
And so now I find myself here, today, waiting, wondering when life will start back up again. Wondering how life will start back up and in what form. What will be normal then.
All that’s left is the waiting… again.
"But they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint." Isaiah 40:31
Today, my church, Oak Hill Bible Church started its Easter series, The Immutable Christ. This is one of the songs we sung. I found it comforting in this waiting and wondering time. (Don’t worry, it was a virtual service…)
All Things Elda 