In some ways, I welcome October. September was a rough month.
If you read my last post, things didn't get any better. My mom landed in the ER twice. My daughter had surgery and I came down with a fierce cold (which I'm still fighting) so I couldn't help her at all.
I knew the joy I'd gained in the summer months was tender and vulnerable, so fresh and new. I didn't want to lose my joy, so I found my self grasping with both hands and trying to hold on.
Rest is found in the letting go.
Yesterday in Journal Club, Jamie gave us two questions to write about.
"What is it time for me to release?"
I knew it was time to let go of summer and all its joy, with gratitude.
"What is it time for me to begin?"
This was harder. I listened. I knew I needed room to breathe. Even my body was sending this message.
Words whispered in my spirit.
Embrace your life, finding the quiet spaces where they are. No fighting for them, just moving into them.
I step gently into October.
My eyes rest upon the scripture I found yesterday.
"I will bless the Lord who guides me; even at night my heart instructs me." Psalm 16:7 NLT
In the night seasons, my heart will instruct me.
Help me to step gently and listen to the whispers.