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Following the Pillar

“The only reason for time is so that everything doesn’t happen at once.” (Albert Einstein)

It is the year twenty-fifteen, which blows me away to think I was a senior in high school an ancient ten years ago. Oh. My. Word. How time flies. But this year is glorious because I just celebrated by fifth wedding anniversary with my husband; and now I get to celebrate Stilettos to Aristotle’s Fourth Birthday with you. Welcome to my hundred and fifty-seventh post!

Celebrating our 5th Wedding Anniversary in Boston, MA

Celebrating our 5th Wedding Anniversary in Boston, MA

As I was reading back through some of my earlier posts and some of your insightful comments, I couldn’t help but be in awe of the majesty that is time. I am learning not to dread the fact that my age scale is tipping closer to thirty than it is twenty. And I am learning not to dread the passing of time as something that is lost, but rather something that is gained.

“It is a strange thing, but when you are dreading something, and would give anything to slow down time, it has a disobliging habit of speeding up.” (J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire)

For many years my greatest anxiety was not knowing. Not knowing how I was meant to spend my years on earth. And for someone who likes to plan, not knowing is like a slow tortuous knife. Last year I mentioned to some friends how I hope to go back to school. Well that was a mistake. Because now I have a multitude of people harassing me about when and where and what. I still don’t have all of those details ironed out, thank you very much. But I do have a plan. Well sort of.

This thing all things devours; Birds, beasts, trees, flowers; Gnaws iron, bites steel; Grinds hard stones to meal; Slays king, ruins town, And beats mountain down. (J.R.R. Tolkien, The Hobbit: a riddle about time)

I’m convinced that God is keeping part of my future cast beneath a shadow, hidden from my sight. But walking beneath His cloud I am learning to discern His “still small voice.” Millennias ago, the Israelites would follow the Pillar of Cloud, “And whenever the cloud lifted from over the tent, after that the people of Israel set out, and in the place where the cloud settled down, there the people of Israel camped” (Numbers 9:17). So I guess I’m just walking aimless through the desert (Texas is a desert after all) following God’s pillar to the Promised Land. Literally and figuratively, in fact.

But that does not frighten me the way it once did. To see how far I have come in the past four years since I first began writing this blog brings me hope to what the next four years might hold. Faithful reader, what things about the future bring you anticipation?



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