The Well...

There is a well deep within, a well that we all dip from...joyful moments, moments of intimacy, of love serve to refill, to restore the depths from which we take from.

I sip my cup of heaven and watch as the sky begins to lighten...the days grow darker, longer...a picture of this living well flashed across the walls of my mind as I sit contemplating the quietness within me....I grow concerned that it is the quiet before the storm...that a time will come that I can no longer hold back the tears that seep from the corners of my eyes.

It is so much my friends...I confess to struggling once again with knowing my place in this world...my landscape has altered; the geography and topography has shifted, contorted into something unfamiliar and full of sorrow. My heart sits heavy with the grief of my children...this I understand and wish with all my will, with all my heart I could spare them from, could take it and carry it for them....but oh, God knows does He not? His growth, His love belongs to us all...we expand and grow in maturity with each knock, with each pass of the fatality of life. It brings sorrow, but oh does it bring joy...

My thought in the midst of replacing a sign yesterday and wrestling with removing massive rotten posts was this...I would not be who I am today without the pain life can bring, without the sorrow we experience. Imagine our intellect, our spirituality, our spirit and soul as a form of elasticity that expands with each hit, with each loss....the rubber man on crack... the good, the great, the joy-filled moments, the love expressed over us, to us... coats this elasticity...gives it the ingredients necessary to stretch...and stretch...and grow in hue, in all the colours of the rainbow....pulsing with life, with love, with grace for every moment this life has to bring.

I would change things...oh yes...I would change choices dear hearts...but I would not modify anything I have gone through...it has formed me, shaped me...given me a heart for the pain in others...clothed me in gratefulness, in thankfulness for the littlest, tiniest of moments of love, of joy, of peace....I forgive newly, differently...with understanding, with grace...

Ah dear treasures...how to sufficiently mold words to express the vastness of grace, of love, of compassion that arises from the ashes....how to use the English language in such a way to paint a picture worthy of Rembrandt, Picasso, Michelangelo....

So close to an epiphany that will guide me through to the end of days...to a higher understanding of what it all means and my place in the whole.

It has been such through the ages dear friends...the searching for the meaning of life...we are the meaning...we were and are created for just such as this...to constantly war with ourselves...to better our character, to rise and grow in honour and integrity...consistently working at living a full life, a life full of giving...of loving...

One more deployment starts today...I imagine this to be the last as we head into cooler temperatures, but I sit in thankfulness for the opportunity and for all that God has brought into my life. I sit in prayer and ask for the wisdom of God to pervade my mind and pour from my lips...but highest is to love...to accept...to see others through eyes of kindness and compassion. And so I go today keeping my children in prayer and ask God's comfort and peace surround them...and would ask the same for you, that you would find comfort and grace filling your days, your hours, your minutes...

Walk tall dear treasures...stand proud and speak your truth, with grace...with love...remember to love yourself today, look in that mirror and speak words of love and hope...you are worthy of all that is good, all that is lovely, all that is kind and magnificently loving...

God is able my friends... “Our God is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all we ask or think” — Ephesians 3:20.