Today… I sit in the back of my friend’s shop… displaced… on a pilgrimage to find a new normal…
God’s blessings… can be disruptive…
Life… different… changes… bringing challenges… unforeseen…
Adding an elder to our home… one who needs another… for care… stirs souls…
Sitters hired… no more quiet solitude at home… for a contemplative…
How much can I care for the 91years… and still take care of callings…? How many hours are really needed? How many days could I do it myself… just me and father-in-law? Would days with him… alone…seem more quiet and still… than with help…? Or do I find a place outside home… a new place… one designated to ministry…? where would that be…? what would it look like…?
Feeling my way through… a new journey…
A journey of promise and hope… I know… but the way is new… the terrain unsure… and I’m feeling displaced…
