| | Mornings are raw. I think that's why I like them so much. Every blessing is a surprise, every glimpse an insight. Hummingbirds come to the feeder we've set up outside of our kitchen window while my sleepy hands grasp tightly the cup of coffee I poured only minutes earlier. Both craving nourishment, but the difference is that one's found its wings.
This whole year has been one long morning.
Being an RA this year has been much different than I expected it to be. But then again, I can't articulate what exactly I was expecting. Perhaps I anticipated a life-change, but here I am, still the same person, interested in the same things. Maybe it was a season of growth that I wanted. But my growth has been incremental, thwarted by frustrating conversations and discouraging events. I think mostly I just hoped that all of my insecurities, fears, masks, and defense mechanisms would just melt away. But that hasn't really happened.
But it has been a worthwhile experience, albeit short and intense thus far. There are days I feel as if my heart will break from all of the strain it takes, and days my heart soars from the joy of living with people that I care so much about.
I have great peace and great blessings.
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| | Posted 10/31/2006 11:57 AM - 38 Views - 8 eProps - 4 comments
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