I saw the prompt this morning and I’ve been thinking about it all day.
We are in this season of transition where we don’t really belong anywhere.
We are leaving here, even if it is temporary.
But we are not yet there.
Friends on both sides are anticipating, on one side – our coming, on the other side – our going.
The house is in upheaval, what is staying…what is going?
We are stuck in the middle…not really belonging anywhere.
I’ve been there a lot.
I’ve moved a lot.
My kids haven’t had to do this thing and so they aren’t quite sure what to do with it, particularly the younger ones.
I was listening to music today and I can’t remember what the song list was…but it had some Aaron Shust and Brandon Heath in it and it reminded me that none of us really belong here.
We are just temporary, passing through, made for something other than this place.
But while we’re still here, I am reminded to enjoy it, live fully, right where we are.
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