Linking up with Lisa-Jo Baker for Five-minute Friday.
Five minutes. On the word TOGETHER
We started together. Their two, birthing me, making together into my home, my safety. Another added a few years later and this would be the together I would chase. After their divorce, after the constant moving and separating and being far away and knowing together would never look like I wanted.
In those years I built walls to protect my heart and before we were all DIY-ing it I was doing-it-myself while longing for together.
It was there, always. It looked different from what I wanted and I wasn’t open for its new design but it found me before I found it. Together.
Together has been fractured recently as my mother-in-law was “promoted to glory” earlier this month and her another chair will be empty around our Thanksgiving table.
Mama’s dementia fractured together several years ago and has redefined what it means in our family.
The thing is, the thing I’m learning, is God’s together is grander and more than I ever knew. But then, He’s always bigger than the pictures my heart paints.
His together can mean sitting with mama and knowing whoever she is today is enough because she’s His and we are His – together.
I feel together in the company of these men in recovery as they stand alone and I know we are with them and we are their together standing in the gap while they are becoming part of God’s together.
That is the glorious part. That together can be in the company of giggling 6-year-old girls having a tea party and together can be alone in a booth at Panera Bread watching the couple pray together with the older man.
Because I am His and He is mine and yours and in Him we are, will be, together.
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