We are entering new chapters at our house. Jobs, dating, algebra, geometry, international travel, and summer camp. More often than not I am on standby, still needed, just not as often. I’m here for financing, moral support, and to pray. I find myself asking who am I, what do I like, and getting to know myself again.
Will I travel more? Will I garden more? Will we sell our house and buy the van to put down by the river like Mark and I dreamed of before we had kids.
What I do know about myself is I still love reading historical fiction books. I know if I am not dreaming of tastes and smells I can put together in the kitchen, my soul is off to the point of concern. I love walks with friends and family. The kid of walks we end by solving all the problems in the world.
I am pretty sure I still love the mountains. It has been 20 years since my soul felt the warm scent of pine, saw the multicolors of the aspens, and had good beer with my friends on a porch in Lake City or Steamboat Springs. Maybe I want another tattoo in Glenwood Springs.
It’s a season of letting go and watching the amazing work God does in and through my kids. And of seeing what he does in and through me, and how he will do it.
Maybe we find a camp to volunteer at for a summer. Help in the kitchen, be a listening ear to kids who are getting to know Jesus and begin to walk with him all of their days. Maybe we will move to Hawaii. I love living in places, not just as a tourist, because I want to get to know the people, their culture, challenges and successes.
Whatever I do, I want to share how Jesus has saved me time and time again. How he has always showed up and walked me through the fires of life, and how there has always been a fourth man in the furnace.
Stay tuned! As I get to know myself all over again!