The baby bunnies are barely babies anymore - a couple more weeks and they will be away from their Mom and ready to enjoy life on their own. There are three - Cookie has the black ears, Sugar is the white one and Chunk is hiding behind its siblings.
We went to the back to school reception yesterday and as usual I got a bit sentimental about the rate at which my children are growing up - but that is the track of life and pretending that children (and bunnies) don't grow and that people don't get older is like running up the down escalator - it takes a lot of energy and, in fact, you miss the point of the whole thing.
The first signs of Fall have turned the mornings from steamy heat baked times to cooler and more relaxed weather - at least for runners. But I am not running - I have re-injured my foot. In reflecting on this I realize that it will probably get better this time - but there will come a day when I have to hang up my running shoes - hopefully it will be a long time coming.
I am learning that that might be frustrating eventually, but it is also going to be OK. God gives. I do not know what will be around the next corner, but it will be just fine. This may be naive but I think it is not. Living as fully as we can into the place where we are and rejoicing in those things which are growing and changing and offering to God those things which are not working so well - asking for healing where we allow healing to mean not a return to the previous path but the opening of a new one - that is our task and, hopefully, our joy.
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