Today is about putting Christmas decor away and renewing the house to its "normal" decor. I laugh as I type that statement.
Is it even a thing? Our normal changes by the second, doesn't it? Well, I take that back. There are seasons with very little change. Those months when the pleasant doldrums settle in, and you simply make memories in the routine of the day to day blessings. As I mature, I try to treasure those seasons, and NOT take them for granted.
But the new year inevitably ushers in change with a number our eyes must grow accustomed to. The new normal~2017.
To me, it sounds like part of a setting from some futuristic novel.
To my children, it's the today they blink away wishing for their tomorrow.
The tomorrow when they become a teenager, then 16, then 18, then 21, then . . .
Who knew putting away Christmas decor would inspire such thoughts?
I miss those who have gone before me today.
I miss my parents.
I miss my grandparents.
I miss Diana.
I miss the old normals, the yesterdays, the bygones. And that's okay. But I can't live here, in this moment of nostalga.
We both know, don't we?
My children sleep late these days, waking up this morning half way through the writing of this blog. 10ish? They've grown an inch or three during the night.
They are changing.
We are changing.
All things new . . .
Where have I heard that before?
Then, I remember.
Revelation 21 1 Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth, for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and the sea was no more. 2 And I saw the holy city, new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband. 3 And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, “Behold, the dwelling place of God is with man. He will dwell with them, and they will be his people, and God himself will be with them as their God.4 He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away.”
5 And he who was seated on the throne said, “Behold, I am making all things new.”
My nostalga turns to a slow-growing excitement as to what is to come. I transform from a forty-two year old mama watching her children grow wings into a child of the King, awaiting her Father's promise of ultimate renewal.
New normal just took a turn, and I think I might just hum my way through this day.
Goodness! What a morning, y'all!
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Amanda Williams is a forty-year old wife and mother of two who can still swing her pony tail and display just a tad of sass. She is also a Jesus loving girl who realizes she is nothing without the One who saved her. Amanda has two degrees specializing in serving students with special needs and is currently working in the field of Leadership Development. She is a Christian author, speaker, blogger, and publisher who loves serving beside her husband at her local place of worship, First Baptist Church of Ocala.