...once every 12 months, there's that window of time standing still for Me.
It's the time of year for...either a birthday (to celebrate getting old), a pay rise, or a time to pay respects to the dead, that casts a wonder why we go this way or that way in waves. Reflections bouncing back at light of day or off the moonlit night. I know I care enough. But is it ever enough... when I can just tell myself to give up?...because nobody else will give a damn, even if I work harder at it.
Take a chill pill, or smile a little-- they say.
Much has interrupted the way that voluntary muscle cracks across my face.
Encouragement, acknowledgement, recognition, love, hope of Germany's win at the WC 2010, finding a carpark on a crowded Sunday morning at the park, the first 5 mins after yoga class....death, traffic jams, intolerance, frenemies... and rare but simply, someone else's smile.
It is the time to rethink, reconsider, refocus and reborn. Take a listen, I say.
When good people come into my life, they're such a joy. Bless them.
When Life springs up a surprise that takes you miles out of town, appreciate it.
When distance makes the heart grow fonder. Embrace the journey.
When God takes over... let Him.
