two years later

My Cape Town story began two years ago today. 

Two years, and yet it feels like a lifetime ago. A lifetime - or five minutes. Both are true today. I had to be reminded that October 9th was the day. But now that I remember, it all floods back.

A good kind of flooding, though. My heart races a bit. But I'm not angry. I'm not afraid. 

Last year, these were my feelings about 10/9:

"I don't much like October 9. I wish it didn't have these memories associated with it. I wish I could enjoy autumn in Minneapolis and not return to feelings of fear, anxiety, pain, and hurt. But God is redeeming it. He is pouring out his kindness all over my life. Today, I can say, 'This is the day that the Lord has made, I will rejoice and be glad in it.'"

Today:

God is my healer. He turned my brokenness into beauty. He worked a whole lot of faith in my heart. October 9 is a redeemed day. 

The Lord is kind and he gives good gifts. My heart is full of gratitude.

More of Jesus is worth it.

Because Jesus is better. 

september morning word paint

Sunlight in the air

Pearly soft today.

As if, when I step outside

It would hug me, 

A gentle, breezy morning hug.

The birds sing

Each one, its own song

Telling a story

Speaking in chirps and trills

Floating, winging

Always busy, never anxious.

The golden oranges of sunrise

Stuck on the trees.

Tragically beautiful,

the pristine death of a thing.

The most romantic time to fall in love

The green, the warmth

Lovely, but leaving.

Love steps in

And warms when the sun does not.

that moon

the moon.
the Father's gentle eye,
watching me as I drive
home. and as I cry.
light reflects
as teardrops catch
then roll down my cheek.
the tender eye of a daddy
watching his baby weep.
the wispy clouds
they wrap around,
whispering lullabies.
engulfing light,
surrounding night.
that moon.
God's gentle eye.