There is a verse I have heard for most of my life.
Growing up in church it is not difficult to become familiar with verses almost by osmosis. See them over and over...hear them over and over...inundated with them. It's not a bad thing. Quite the opposite. Those sacred words come ringing back at the most interesting moments.
"But, as it is written, What no eye has seen, nor ear heard, nor the heart of man imagined, what God has prepared for those who love him." 1 Corinthians 2:9
I have not spent a lot of time breaking down this scripture or studying the word meanings.
Yet, on its face, the words seem to be offering a mysterious type of adventure for those that love God.
Mysterious adventure sounds fun, or at the very least, entertaining.
I love a good mystery. Intrigue and suspense are right up my alley.
I also love a fun adventure. Twists and turns and spontaneous highs and lows make memories that last.
As much as I love those things I prefer my life to be lived in a measured manner.
A couple of weeks ago I stood on the beach and got down right amused at the life I am living these days.
The only predictable thing about it is that it is constantly unpredictable.
The Lord is helping me roll with the punches.
He alone knows I am allowing a peace to engulf me in the midst of some personal circumstances that would have had me bound in anxiety and fear not too long ago.
Glory to God.
I watch someone completely precious to me slip away in the clutches of dementia.
I watch another someone live out devotion in such a beautiful and selfless way that I am inspired to tears.
I see a home that once held a singular purpose expand to hold a love it may have never known otherwise.
My heart is full and heavy.
Life does that.
I go back and forth between moments of unexpected delight and heartaches that scream to my soul that this life is not all there is.
My imagination lacks the dreams that only God can dream.
I could have never imagined this.
