Comfort

Grey skies, rain and grieving here today. I was reminded last week that the tough questions, the unsolved hurts, are times we must choose to draw near to God. We can trust even when we don't understand, and God will bring redemption of even those things that we cannot reconcile. We continue to unpack. Here is a little quilt that gets broken every time we move. I am finally making a new little clay figure, a little Fidget swinging high and carefree, that I made from one of my favorite old photos of her. The quilt isn't ruined if I determine to make it better as I refashion it. Just as the hard things don't break us, but increase our faith as we offer them back to God.

Ahh, back to the desk. It's been a couple of weeks since our move. I finally have most things unpacked and put away so that I have a little time to catch up on my Bible reading and correspondence in the mornings. Yesterday I had just started to write when I needed to go downstairs and it was at least an hour before I came back. When I returned the desk was bathed in a dreamy golden light from the one open window blind. That moment said to me, I'm home. God doesn't always bring us back to the same place. But He does promise that even with the good things He gives us here, we aren't ever really home. All the good things are just whispers of the joy yet to come. This week I got word that my Grandma Wretha had died in central Florida. It was sad for the few people who still know her. Since she was about ready to have her 103rd birthday, there weren't many of her contemporaries left. But it gave me pause to think about how joyful our reunion will be, and how glorious her days are now, worshiping at the throne. Until I can do that, I am thankful for the good things God gives me here.

Back to the Drawing Board

We're back at River's Edge Bungalow and settling in well. It's been a few busy weeks of moving things from the apartment, then receiving our shipment of household goods from Rhode Island, unpacking, and fixing things that were broken or neglected when the tenants were here. Fidget is glad to have her little hall space back. The Pres redid this area for her birthday a few years ago. He put in a cork board at the top and a chalk board below. On the sides we painted magnetic primer below the blue color so she could put magnets there as well. For that birthday I got photos of her and magnetized them and pretty dresses from a girls' fancy dress catalog. That was a fun birthday. It's so great to rediscover all the things we love about this home.