I am sitting here alone in my home right now.
Yes, actually A L O N E in my own home!
OK, I realize this may not be the biggest deal in the world to you, but it almost never happens to me.
It's been a very tumultuous week for me.
I had a huge fight with my husband that ended when I went to stay at a hotel for the night. Which should have been a terrible or lonely experience for me and instead was a nice respite and I kind of wish I could have stayed for a week! The bed was so comfortable. The only person I had to concern myself with was me. There was no mess and the only noise was the train going by a few times -- which I hear at home too so it really barely registered.
Which makes me think. How much of life and the things we need to be aware of barely register? The complaints of our spouse that we've heard so many times but haven't done anything to address... and now we no longer hear the complaint?
I know that for a long time I did not see the mess in my home. Partially I have been paralyzed by it and only recently understood why. Which is how my eyes opened to the mess in my home. Now I work on it and we are getting better, but it never seems to end!!! (Need to throw out more stuff, if you don't have a spot for something give or throw it away... I'm getting there.)
After the big blow up with the hubster, I think I lasted one whole day of not wanting to talk to him. Then, I went to church and my heart was softened in a big way that I have to be who I am and who God has called me to be. I have to forgive, I have to move forward and try. I have to push the part of me that thinks nothing will change away. I can always change so by definition, something will change.
I don't want to be deaf to things I can change. I want to hear and see what God is calling me to so that I can be who He sees and live a life worthy of the calling God has placed on my life. I guess hope does continue to live in my heart and in my mind. Now I need to allow it into my actions.