I found myself in a fabric store in my new home country, Singapore, asking for anything they had in fall colors. Singapore is one degree north of the Equator and experiences no seasonal changes. The weather in Singapore is like living in The Truman Show. It’s as if someone is sitting behind the curtains at the control panel and they turn on the rain for about an hour each day and then set the temperature back to hot and humid with the occasional thunderstorm to keep things interesting. You can imagine the bewildered look on the faces of the elderly Singaporean shop owner and his wife when I asked for seasonal colors.
Rejoice always, pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus. 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18 (NIV)
Andrew Peterson, one of my all-time favorite musician/storytellers, has a song entitled, “Don’t You Want to Thank Someone.”
Can’t you feel it in your bones
Something isn’t right here
Something that you’ve always known
But you don’t know why
‘Cause every time the sun goes down
We face another night here
Waiting for the world to spin around
Just to survive
But when you see the morning sun
Burning through a silver mist
Don’t you want to thank someone?
Don’t you want to thank someone for this?
As I watched the video I put together of our “life so far” eight years ago for our 20th anniversary, a flood of emotions made their way to my eyes and gently trickled down my cheeks. It wasn’t like other times, though. This time the 3 minutes and 26 second photo journal concluded with a deep inhale of relief rather than exhales of grief.
What’s that you say? Beauty on this day? On one of the most bizarre and seemingly hopeless election days we’ve ever had? Beauty?? Sometimes the bad outshines the good. Sometimes it is easier to focus on the negative than the positive. Sometimes things in our world are ugly and we have to be purposeful in finding beauty. That time is now.
The first thing I thought of when I started out to write about the topic of building character was the word “building”. When we come out of the womb we enter a fallen world. The womb is safe and perfect. The world is sinful. Upon that first breath of earthly oxygen, we left the perfectness of heaven and the sanctification process instantly began.
On occasion, I take note of what tabs I have open on my computer. It’s a decent overview of where my life is, what’s going on in my story and what’s important to me at any given moment. This week’s Friday Five prompt from Mrs. Disciple is Bookmarks/Open Tabs. It’s been a while since I’ve shared a Friday Five post because we’ve been settling into our new home in the UK but I thought this one would be fun and easy enough.
How many times have young moms been in the trenches and needed someone older to swoop us up in their seasoned survivor arms, hug us tight and remind us of the truth? How many times have we not cried out for help because we were ashamed to? Because someone along the way told us that asking for help meant weakness? Tired, worn out and frustrated mamas – this is for you.
No long post today. Starting with the ridiculously long title and the use of the word “just”, this will actually go against all the rules of blogging but I don’t care. These two simple sentences are something I desperately needed someone to tell me once upon a time when going through the hardest thing I’ve ever endured in my life.