high altitude reflections

 I just wanna feel this moment

That’s been my constant thought these past few weeks, knowing that a season is coming to an end… I’ve just had this notion that I should savor the moments with those I love. I can truly say I have no regrets about the way I have loved and the time I have spent doing nothing,
but meaning everything.  

Jesus, You’ve given me some beautiful people to share life with – they show me your face and give me a piece of your heart. I’m overwhelmed!

 

I remember what sacred space flight is for me. There’s something refreshing about being in an enclosed space with so many people, staring out the window, alone with my thoughts and lost in the majesty of creation. There is always such intimate time for reflection as those surrounding me are engaged in their various pursuits to pass the time. I find that my affections are stirred for You and I catch a glimpse of Your infinite beauty. 

And for the first time in a while, I feel that familiar touch that is indescribable, the feeling of Your peace and Your presence that affords the freedom to glance back over the days and see where You’ve been at work. In the moments I felt restive or unsettled. In the moments when I was unsure and grasping for air, for a touch, for anything that made me feel something. In the moments I doubted or complained. In the moments of grief or loss. All the times I lost control… 

That was Your grace. 

All those hard times so I could breathe You in again. 

So I could feel Your hand and experience You so vitally in the places of my desperation.