All Things New

This week has been hard for me. It has nothing to do with the job...but more to do with life. I think part of it stems from this week being another one-year marker from my relationship with Isaac, and those are always hard to work through. (Lest you roll your eyes, trust me. I don't strive to remember this stuff. It just shows up in my brain like it or not.)

Sunday night I had one of "those" meltdowns in the kitchen while trying to shred a chicken. Hard to shred when you can't see through the crocodile tears and you have to remind yourself to take a breath now and then. I went to bed completely depleted, and when I awakened Monday morning, it was the first thing on my mind.

Don't you hate it when you wake up and remember why you wished you were still in the blissful land of sleep?

But the song playing when I awakened Monday was Laura Story's Blessings - and the specific line that hit my ears was "What if my greatest disappointments or the aching of this life is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can't satisfy?" And right there in bed, God wrapped me up in the biggest, warmest embrace that said to me I know. I know this hurts. I know it's confusing. I know it feels like it will never go away. But I haven't gone anywhere. And I have a plan.

Monday night wasn't much better. I was beyond busy. I ran out of lines in my day planner to list the things I needed to do. (Took that as a sign the night was full enough.) And as I sat in my fat chair catching up on emails before my workout, I felt the heaviness again and a tear or two escaped.

I flipped over to Facebook and one of my friends posted a link to this song by Wes Hampton. (Isn't it amazing that I do know there are TWO tenors in the Vocal Band???) We sing this song at church quite often, but I didn't know Wes had recorded it - probably because I've been busy listening to David. Oops.

And though I know the words well, this line stuck out to me: Freedom’s calling, chains are falling, hope is dawning bright and true. Day is breaking, night is quaking, God is making all things new.



He is. I know it. He and I will get through this week and its memories...its wounds...and we will come out on the other side brand new.