Skip to main content

The Remaining Loveliness

I dreamt of a beach unlike any we have in the South. This is my attempt to capture what I saw.
    
                                     ...

Juniper Jade woke up feeling drained, used, and a little afraid. Not the fear of horror films or roller-coasters, the fear that gripps the soul and whispers, "Nothing is ever going to change for the better."


Pain with no gain. The long drawn-out sagas without resolution. Hopes deferred,  indefinitely...


Like a cold dark winter void of the purity of a fresh snowfall. Constantly overcast without the release of refreshment, the days are only dreary and accompanied by a wind that cuts to the bone and wips over the barroness of the land.


The subtle dread of tomorrow against a drab landscape evokes melancholy but not desperation, causing passions to settle into the monotonous. Past delights become tedious and sadness fades to numbness.


Just as lethargy prevails there comes a day when she sees the loveliness in what remains. 


A chilly, stoney beach with it's gloomy skies and murky waters suddenly seem rich with a mysterious beauty. This change of perspective is hardly a ray of sunshine but rather a slightly altered slant. 


Midnight dark starlings swop down by the sea shore to alight on driftwood blackened by algae. The once bitter breeze stimulates as waves roll in over the cobble revealing the varied shades of pebble.


Deepness is her reward and authenticity her companions. At winter's torpid end when all is rendered away and before any chance of florescence; she is able to perceive the resplendence that endured. 


 Nadir has it's gain. 


Juniper's upended nature climaxes at her refrain. Precious evergreens don't culminate for a moment but withstand the brumal to obtain the crown of life. 


The plight she once wished to escape, she has learned to adore. Such a reward shall never be stolen away.











Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Revisting: If I Were a Bird & The Season of the Ox

Today I'm revisting two posts from June of this year. My regular devotional reading has me back in Ezekiel and back to the four living creatures. With the Hebrew calendar ending in September, today was the first day I asked the Lord for my word for this upcoming Hebrew year. All things considered, I felt it necessary to revist these posts. Now, I know of at least one dream that was not from the Lord. I'm not sure I am done learning about the ox, but I've learned a little.  If I were a Bird Recently I had three separate people, in three distinct settings begin a thought with, "If I were a bird."  Bizarre, right? At the first comment, I began to joyfully hear Nelly Furtado's "I'm Like a Bird" song in my head. By the third comment, in a matter of just forty-eight hours, I was curious. I could not recall ever hearing anyone share such a thought before, and then to have a few in a short matter of time had me wondering. Seemed either an odd coincidence...

Revisting: Never Ignore

Today, we are revisting a post from July 13, 2023. One thing we can count on is changing emotions. One day we deal with intense anger, the next extreme apathy. Our emotions may not be wise, but they are telling. Never Ignore I came cruising into my day refreshed and ready to go. Then, I experienced anger. Someone's misinformation inconvenienced my easy, breezy day.  Anger is one of those emotions I find less becoming than others. I was trying to calm myself down when Holy Spirit reminded me that I was not designed to reconcile my emotions on my own. In the past, I have fallen prey to ignoring and stuffing my emotions, but nowadays, I am more likely to try and reconcile my emotions on my own. Perhaps when I have "figured out" what needs to change, I then might go to God to request said changes. Today, I managed to be reminded that God likes us to come to Him raw. In the heat of anger or depths of despair, He wants to be invited into what we are feeling, thinking, and exper...

Revisting: Wisdom & Authority

Today we are revisting a post from August 18th, 2023. How important it is for each of us to rightly balance wisdom and authority in our own lives. That balance becomes more crucially necessary in marriage. Wisdom & Authority  My husband and I had our routine check-ups this week. He is an emergency room nurse and promptly schedules all of our appointments. For two decades of my adult life, I took care of these matters myself. His planning is a welcome change in married life. He is also handy and takes immaculate care of our yard. Really I won the husband lottery because he also cooks, cleans, and is good at basically everything.   Not that he does everything. We share a fairly even distribution of responsibilities in running our household and raising our daughter. I may not be handy, but I was a responsible homeowner before we met. As someone who left home at 17 and married at 37, I learned how to take care of things on my own, but life is better together. Both my husb...