Today makes one year since Aunt Delay died. Mom, Jenny, and I went out for dinner. We reminisced about her, those special character traits she had… She had strangers sharing their darkest secrets within one sitting; she took a curious interest in people, making them feel so special. Maybe one reason why she was my favorite was because I always felt like her favorite.
Over the past year I blocked out many memories, and that was easier to do in Colorado. But this month I’m remembering. The sound of her voice is so alive in my mind. I miss sitting at her kitchen table drinking coffee, talking about English, whipped cream, boys, orchids, the Smoky Mountains, or whatever the topic of interest would be. Regardless of the topic, it always seemed significant to her.
So, tonight my mom and sister and I laughed and cried over the memories Aunt Delay left us with, and we found it strange that a year had already passed. It brought to mind the following quote by CS Lewis:
“We are so little reconciled to time that we are even astonished at it. "How he’s grown!" we exclaim, "How time flies!" as though the universal form of our experience were again and again a novelty. It is as strange as if a fish were repeatedly surprised at the wetness of water. And that would be strange indeed; unless of course the fish were destined to become, one day, a land animal.”
When I first read that quote it made me feel like everything was okay. Even my un-reconciliation with time that is always felt in one way or another. I ache for good times not to end because I will not end. And I ache for God to set all things right, because one day He will. He will heal diseases, mend relationships, and stop pain, anger and depression. He will bring laughter and fully restore His people to Himself. Naturally we long for fullness, because we are designed to experience this fullness. May we not grow weary in the waiting. May we not stop doing our part.
"No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no mind has conceived what God has prepared for those who love him." 1 Corinthians 2:9
2 comments:
one day, you too will be a land animal. further up, further in!
Thank you, Faithy Renee, for posting about my Mama. Thank you for reminding me that I am not the only one who loves her and misses her. I love you!! :)
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