Saturday, October 24, 2015

Waiting on Peace

What do you do when you don't know what to do?  If time and money weren't an option, I would pack some clothes and head to the beach.  I would go to the northern most point of the NC Outer Banks and rent one of those houses that you could only access by letting some of the air out of your tires on your vehicle.  I would take plenty of water and food with me so that I wouldn't have to leave the beach for a while.  I would sit in a rocker on the front porch.  I would close my eyes, and I would listen to the tide roll in and back out again.  I would let the breeze run its fingers through my hair and stroke my cheek.  I would cry until I couldn't possibly cry anymore.  I would read my Bible and talk to God and wait for that peace that I know is coming eventually.  That's what I would do.




Since my bank account and my teacher schedule are telling me that I must stay home, I have returned to writing.  I love to write, but life often gets in my way.  It's been over a year since my last blog.  I cried as I read it tonight.  It was a blog about perspective.  A blog about a friend battling cancer.  I never even dreamed that 1 year later my Daddy would be diagnosed with brain cancer.  I never dreamed that 2 months after his diagnosis he would be gone.  I believed with all of my heart that he would beat brain cancer.  I believed that God would give us a miracle, but the miracle that I prayed for didn't come.  So, what do you do?




I'm doing the only thing I know to do.  I'm living life the best that I can.  I'm getting up and going to work.  I'm cleaning house.  I'm paying bills.  I'm going to the grocery store.  I'm giving thanks for my family and friends who have helped me more than they know.  I'm going to church.  I'm talking to God, and I'm waiting on Him.  I'm waiting on that peace that I know is eventually coming.