February 6, 2010

sitting.on.the.floor.

So tonight I've chosen a different place to blog from. I'm sitting on the floor of my parent's home, not quite in the living room, but rather in the empty space between the living room, kitchen, and well practically the rest of the house. The more I think about it, the more I realize how unused and ignored this space really is. There's nothing really exciting to do here, other than to sit.

This floor is symbolic in a way of my life right now. This floor joins the other pieces of the house together and without it, it would be impossible to move comfortably around the house. Granted, we could always enter the dining room from the kitchen and circle back around to the living room, but the bedrooms and basement would be completely cut off. So what is this space? I think it's a transition space.

I feel like this is where I'm living my life. At times, I've lived life in the waiting rooms. You guys have read about that in the past. In other seasons, I find myself hidden away in a cave, where only God alone can find me. There's the desert, the mountain top, the valley, etc. We've all been there. Today, I find myself in a transition space. The space in between where I have come from and where I am going. It's a quiet place. There are few distractions here. I could rest here, although I know I can't stay too long before my legs go numb.

Where I am going, I have yet to know. How soon it will take to get there, tis a great question. But I know somehow I'm going to make it. By the grace of God, I'm going to make it. I ran along this quote the other day and every time I read it, it encourages me to continue to let God be God in my life. My gift to you. Mozal Tov.

"My life cannot be wasted because living inside of me is a God who cannot fail."
David Crenshaw

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