I was preparing to meet friends for dinner last night, when I heard a loud noise coming from the river. I glanced out the bedroom window in time to see a tugboat and barges swing crossways across the river. I have lived on the river for nearly a year, and have never seen this before. It appeared one of the chains that connected the barge to the tugboat had broken. The pilot of the tug expertly swung the boat around which allowed a worker to reconnect it.

Life is like that tugboat sometimes, isn’t it? We can be chugging along happy as a clam when suddenly something completely out of our control occurs. Perhaps it’s the loss of a job. Or an unexpected expense. Or, maybe your best friend moves away. I don’t experience loss the same as I did before I became a widow. Little things are bigger…they take a little more time to sort through. That’s ok. It means you can feel again. Feeling is good, even when it doesn’t feel so good. It means you’ve opened your heart again. And that is where you live.

❤️

“See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.”

Isaiah 43:19 NIV