On some days, this pilgrimage through Earth seems most like heavy, hard trudging. Your head is down and the wind is against you.
In those teeth-gritting, soul-struggling times, we question. We don't understand. We ask why?
Reaching out toward a friend when we felt like sitting with our heads in our hands, exhausted, we talked a little about why. What is the purpose in all of this?
Sometimes the thing I can remember in those times of heavy burdens is that there are no burdens in Heaven. It's an eternal hope beyond this temporary life. The heavy burdens of this daily life help me remember the temporal nature of this life. It isn't forever. His perspective finds me again as Heaven looms large in my previously Earth-clouded vision.
Sometimes the heavy burdens have a way of simplifying things. It's the way back to simplistically, childishly and vigorously clinging to Jesus' hand, letting Him lead in the simplest way again.
Sometimes the hardest days help me find my footing with slivers of Hope that I can only find by being with Jesus. Not by hoping in man's ways. Not by hoping in man's provisions. Not by hoping in optimism. Not by anything people can do.
When the burdens loom large, Heaven and its King looms larger.
Dominique
PS - Blossom4 sprinted into the house and told me to grab my camera because "there is something very cool, but a little scary outside!" While bouncing from foot to foot, she shared that she had discovered this moth, an Antheraea polyphemus or giant silk moth, inside a temporarily vacant rabbit pen. Blossom3 exclaimed, "We know it's a moth because we can see its feathered antennae!"
Blossom2 shouted, "It was SO BIG when it flew to the front yard that it looked like a BIRD!"
Blossom1 interjected with an update on the status of a kit (baby rabbit) that she is bottle-feeding.
This is a pretty accurate representation of our life, folks.
