There are sweet times when I feel alive. So alive. The credits of a very good movie. In the midst of community unfolding. The middle of a coffee date, forgetting how we ever lived without each other. Looking out at a congregation of Jesus-lovers. Drafting out my newest design. Stunned by creation.
A moment later I feel my heart ache. I miss people. Times past. Failed dreams. Lost love.
There is something almost bittersweet about life. It’s takes 2 seconds to think of something broken. Something hurt. Something aching. But we are not left there.
With the bad there is always good. Like a railroad track, the good line cannot be lived without the bad one. Many memories, moments and people cross in between the two on this adventure. I am no less alive when I ache and cry than when I smile and love.
With that, there is still life to be lived. Wholeness to be pursued. People to love. Stories to share. Hope to inspire.