Moving On

Some of y’all thought this was going to be about something else, but, don’t worry, you still need moving boxes for this one. I don’t know if it’s common but I often think about life in chapters. One chapter ends, another starts. Some are open simultaneously and some even end when your feelings say they shouldn’t. For me, season’s can have many chapters. Every season has a chapter of growth and reflection. Some have tragedy and disappointment. All in all, at some point I have to move on, we all do.

Bliss or bust.

Just because it’s not all blissful doesn’t mean it’s busted! Whether it’s been a blissful chapter or not. There comes a point when the the chapter closes and the season’s change. I like to think I adapt well and can easily roll with the punches but the truth is moving on is tough mentally and even physically at times. The end of a year can be that in many ways. Now more than ever I think we are all realizing just how short time is and how ever changing and unkind the world can be. We find ourselves moving from one place to the next quickly, so as not to be left behind. In that, I’ve found a deep desire to just slow down. Have a vision for the future yet live in the moment. Move on, yet, stop moving.

Moving on to the end.

2021 has been a pivotal year for me and for the first time in more years than I can remember it’s not ending in a deep depression settling over me. I may seem like I should be screaming this from the roof top but I’m not. I’m quietly soaking it in. Taking time to recognize and feel this feeling that I’m just not use to. I’m staring at my past and fully realizing good things can happen again after many very real changes, challenges, and seasons of grief. My family has grieved the lost of my brother every Christmas day for the last 20 years. We have grieved the absence of my mothers presence for three. I’ve quietly grieved the loss of my marriage and the shift out of a career that I thought were for me for three as well. Kids have grown, friendships have changed, COVID, the list goes on and on. I’m ending this year with a true fulfillment and happiness. I can’t say that’s ever been a thing for me.

I have a greater desire to tap into the gifts that God has given me and to do the work of ministry in every area of my life.

Lashonda

Insert next chapter here.

Moving on to the next chapter can be a peaceful packing up – or packing away of the fragile and breakable pieces. It’s all used again and again whether we realize it or not. I don’t know about you but I want that. I want a heart that feels whole even after its been broken. Living out every moment without rushing to get to the next. I want to move on. Forget about it always being glamorous. Today might be a t shirt and jeans type of boxing up and tomorrow might be quite the fashion forward moment. Either way, I’m doing it.