I have been thinking about endings and beginnings a lot lately over the past few years. More so in the last several months. Maybe that’s why I’ve been drawn to take more photos of sunsets and sunrises (although I’m rarely up in time see a sunrise). My heart has been drawn to the beauty of day’s ending, the rich colours painted across the sky, and the knowledge that after the dark, it will slowly grow light and the beginning will be just as beautiful as the ending had been.
Seasons are like that too. Each one holds the promise of renewal and precious moments – moments that take time to mature, and we hold our breath in anticipation.
I am beginning a new season too. I recently reached the point of letting go of something I love – my job. It is a necessary ending, for the sake of my body and soul, but to say my heart isn’t torn into a million pieces, would be an understatement. Friday marks the end of my tenure as the gatekeeper in the cubicle of purgatory. Who knows, I may end up there again. Healthier? Saner? Sharper ax?
What I am beginning remains to be seen. For now, I am planning to rest. To take long walks around my neighbourhood and satisfying strolls through scripture. I may finish some project around the house, and discover some new recipes. Most of all, I’m toying with writing, really writing…even if it’s only ever just for me.
I’m sad, but I also have peace that I am exactly where I need to be. The pages of my own life are delightfully blank, and I’m excited to see how God writes the next chapter.
Outside, the flowers are fading and the trees are taking on their colour. And the sky, well I am watching for the sky to lighten. The kettle is already boiled. I’m ready to start again.
Just let the word wash over you…So get back up, take step one
Leave the darkness, feel the sun
‘Cause your story’s far from over, and your journey’s just begun.
– Danny Gokey, Tell Your Heart to Beat Again