Be-longings, not belongings
I have a new belonging; I am the happy owner of a brand new Ford Escape in “deep impact blue.” It’s beautiful. Rides like a dream compared to the “moves like a tank” that I was driving. And that is what matters to me. How it rides and whether it will get me where I need to go with enough room for my stuff. The stuff usually is training gear, soccer balls, extra cleats and sneakers.
I don’t need as much room anymore because the occasion is rare when I’m driving my three beautiful daughters and their friends. They drive themselves.
The seasons, they are a -changing at the LeBolt household. I am paring down, selecting out. I have a new birth of freedom into time that is my own. And it is shining a bright light – lets call it glaring – on what I might make of this life.
Through shielded eyes I see this has very little to do with my “belongings” and everything to do with my “be-longings.” Perhaps I misunderstood God’s inflection the numerous times He has tried to tell me this.
What do I long to be?
In my being, what do I truly long for?
To Be… Deep impact in a sea of need.Blue? the color of tears and swimming and rain and reflection off of raindrops. the color of casts and clouds and skies and depths. the color of eyes and lashes and heavens imagined. blueberries and bluebells and bluebonnets bruises and brokenness and banished rays of shimmer at rainbow’s center reaching floating lifting Glorious Blue