Day 31 of #Reverb10 // Molly O’Neill asks // What central story is at the core of you, and how do you share it with the world? (Bonus: Consider your reflections from this month. Look through them to discover a thread you may not have noticed until today.)
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It is 11:33 p.m. on the last day of the year. And I know exactly what I was doing exactly one year ago tonight. And I think–how is it even possible that that was 12 months ago? Where? Did all the days go.
I’ve read through my Reverberations multiple times this last week. And this is what I know: a) that I love being “in like.” It lights something up in me and all the dead parts come alive and all the live parts grow like morning glory come Spring. I need more of that in my life. b) that I’ve been given glimmers of what will be. Soon. The distance between me and the end of the tunnel is visible. (I think. I feel.) This is sweet relief and the cup of hope I was thirsty for. c) that I’ve swum in the dregs of grief these last six month, and though it snuffed out much of my much-ness, deep down, I’m still there–and I’m still afloat. Knowing this means I can now work through it. Process it. And move forward. I’m no longer stuck.
But the things is. Those things–though they make up much of my story, and though they are important for me to identify and acknowledge, they are not my core. It is the core that I’ve had the hardest time seeing and holding onto through all this. But deep down. I know. And at my core is this:
I am a daughter, of a loving God. And He knows me. Personally and individually. He has wept when I have wept and listened when I screamed. He didn’t lecture when I blamed him or walk away when I didn’t want to talk to Him. He held my hand when it was dark and stood beside me when I dug my heels in. He knows how to help me get through this. Afterall, He too, knows loss. And now that I’m ready and breathing, with my eyes open and looking, He’ll point the way. That’s what He does. Because He loves us. His children. And He wants nothing more than our happiness, eternally.
On the very first day of Reverb10, we were prompted to: Encapsulate the year 2010 in one word. Explain why you’re choosing that word. Now, imagine it’s one year from today, what would you like the word to be that captures 2011 for you?
My word for 2010 was “difficult.” And that is true. I can confidently seal that word as the long hand ticks closer to twelve.
But the word(s) I chose for 2011? “HOPE // GROW // BECOME.” I’m changing that.
And it’s Resurrect.
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