“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom”-Anais Nin
In 4 days, I will turn 46. More than past midlife. Been doing a lot of soul-searching lately, some honest looking back at where all the years have gone, and what have I to show for them?
Looking back now, I have had so many second chances: a chance to rebuild my faith, my marriage, my ministry, start over as a fulltime stay-at-home-wife, become a mother twice over at midlife, and get a second lease on life after overcoming breast cancer.
In all of these, I can identify with the famous, long-suffering biblical character, Job, upon whom God poured out so much blessing in the second half of his life, restoring everything he had lost and that had been taken away from him twice over.
And so, this 2014, as I earnestly seek how I am to move forward in this new season, a quiet assurance builds deep within, that this is going to be a period of renaissance, a time of rebuilding, restoring, a bringing forth and coming together of both old and new treasures.
This is the project and the promise set before me, this year, this season. I wait, expectant.
“Do not remember the former things,
nor consider the things of old.
Behold, I will do a new thing,
now it shall spring forth;
Shall you not know it?
I will even make a road in the wilderness
and rivers in the desert.”-Isaiah 43:18-19 (NKJV)
“If anyone thirsts, let him come to me and drink. He who believes in Me, as the Scripture has said, out of his heart will flow rivers of life-giving water.”- Jesus Christ, in the Gospel according to John 7:37-38 (NKJV)