I’ve been wondering: How do you ensure you keep going the same direction when you feel like two ships passing in the night?
I’m back at work a little and the man and I? Well, we are playing a bit of tag team. So when we brush lips at the door (resist the urge to high five, tag each other into the parenting ring), how do we ensure that our courses don’t drift us miles a part?
We’ve found we need to remind each other where we are headed. Even if our ships tend to sail out in different waters: my boat leaving harbour only for calm waters, his heading out for the craziest, waviest seas. Knowing now what we didn’t twelve years ago, that our family, our ministry, could not function any other way.
We are two parts of one whole. Sometimes opposites, needing different paces to thrive, but always, ALWAYS, ONE.
So we toss our selves into Living Water, knowing that the undercurrents and tides will keep us together even when we sail at different times. Making efforts even at the end of long days at sea to lift each other up, to be the quiet whisper of encouragement, trusting one another with a future full of uncertainty and risk. Even more we trust Light of only truest beacon, to keep the hull from rocky bluffs. We remember to choose gratitude for the life you are building together, for the extraordinary we see in each other. We remember things that drew one to the other, we make space for adventure together, for fun. We fumble over the mythology whispered in tired ears, of greener grass. We hold fast to Thankful, and we remind ourselves to trust that He that bound us into ONE has a plan.
634) Driving home, sky all purple, moon all full, road all drenched. Beauty.
635) Sharing it with the man, while the littles crack all kinds of hilarity in the back seat.
635) Fog. Lights. Beauty.
637) Relaxing with dear ones….so…so dear.
638) New music.
639) Ms. Hass
640) Vacation time. Reflecting on this thing we are building. This man. Most thankful for this Thanksgiving…
Thanks for your amazing description of what is so common in many of our lives….
That was something I needed to read, thank you for keeping a perspective in what can be a daily struggle.
Beautiful photo of the fog!
amen. it is not easy, but it’s good.
where my heart is… love your word pictures Melis~
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