Redemption and Restoration After a River of Tears
Welcome 2019: I chose the word Gather this year as my word. Last week I bought a handwritten sign that said: Gather . I hung it in my dining room, somehow thinking it might feel welcoming for new friends to come and for family to feel their presence is precious to me. Living alone is an adjustment. Living alone is......well, lonely. This past week I came to the conclusion that my heart is fighting feelings of insignificance. Who do I matter to? Who would even know if I didn't wake up tomorrow morning? I don't have a spouse or children who need me. I have become fluent in the language of loneliness. What to do with such thoughts? What if there is no one to gather at the table with me. Why choose a word for the year that causes pain? Everything about the "widow" banner I wear is difficult. Adjusting to being physically alone is difficult but tucked deep down in my heart I know that I am not special to anyone. To take in the magnitude of that fact take