"The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places...." ~Psalm 16:6 NIV
So that's what happens when one has been steeped from youth in the pages of a book we call the Bible. At curious and uninvited junctures, a verse may come...even though one has put faith in the rear view mirror...and even though its view grows more distant even when looking there....
It is a rainy afternoon, the second day of the new year, and I was married yesterday, 1/1/11.
I'm sitting here gazing out the window at the drear and the rain falls steadily, Death Cab for Cutie plays on the iTunes, and the mood that is set is melancholy. Yet I am filled with a contentment with my life that I have never known before. Truly. I'm not even exagerrating. Not even a little. And into my head pops an artifact from long ago: "The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places...."
I have finally landed in a good place. The best place.
It was not a given across these past years of turmoil life that I would land such. But I did. And my gratitude is immense.
More later? Perhaps. I never make any promises anymore with this blogging stuff. But I felt like getting this out.
Peace
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"The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places..."
ReplyDeleteIndeed. :)