Theres a certain flavour of grace in a family vacation. I’m blessed to have a loving, and caring family who’s conviction is love. It means that when we’re on vacation I’m able to simply be. In the messiest and most refreshing way. I’m given the time to fall back together. After the weight of the world has taken its toll, I’m given a small and short reprieve. It’s all I need. Just a bit of time to come back to myself and brace myself for the continuation of burdens borne. But for a short time I have time. I’m held and steered in the way of carful waters, I’m taken care of. I’ve been given the gift of a time where someone else takes the weight to keep me going. Burdens are to be borne. They are meant to be carried and held and become a part of the deal. It’s a grace to let go and be taken care of. It does not come easy to me, that’s why it takes grace. I’m the buckle down, tighten up, and get it done on your own type of person. It gets lonely. And there are times w...
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