On the Verge of Glory
Next week I’m going on a short vacation with Dave. But I think I’ll be taking a break from my blog for longer than that. Right now “quit deeper” sounds a lot like “do summer.” Which to me means unhooking from the online world and propping my bare feet on the dash of our pop top camper.
I thought I’d leave you with this beautiful photo taken by a friend of mine last Saturday. When I first saw it on my FB feed, I admired it for a few seconds before I realized I was in it. That’s me in the red polka dot dress. And believe it or not, the exotic looking landscape is Colorado Springs.
That evening, I attended a friend’s wedding reception at a home near this canyon. It was one of those events that could have been ordinary but ended up being magical. I felt relaxed and comfortable in my skin. A few of my friends and I ate outside and talked and laughed while the sky threatened to rain on us but never did.
After dinner, one of the woman suggested we take a walk down the street a couple blocks. “I want to show you something,” she said.
And did she ever show us. Of course, we were all stunned by the gorgeous view.
But via this photograph, she showed me something more, too. Something so important and precious that I might cry if I try to explain.
So I’ll just say this. Sometimes, you don’t see your life clearly until you step away from it. Sometimes, you don’t see how much you’ve changed until you get some distance from yourself. Sometimes, you don’t understand how profound your humdrum existence really is until you see yourself in a photo standing on the verge of glory.
I hope all of you have a wonderful rest of summer. May you see yourself as God does. Hugs and love, Heather
P.S. Here’s a post I wrote about camping with Dave in our pop top. It’s one of my favorites.