Empty Places...

I remember...  I could hear the adult's voices as I stood at the front porch, on that bright sunny day.  Their shadows protected me from the sun's rays.  Their emotions were tangible.  I felt the finality.  Something had shattered.   Quietness came and after, mourning.  Loss had entered our home.  During the previous days the house had been filled with activity.  Cousins, aunts and uncles had come from everywhere.  Their noises had filled the house and our lives.  Now our hearts just like our home stood empty.  This was loss...  

In the years to come, I looked to fill the empty places.  I looked to replace what had been taken.  I looked for belonging.  I looked for connection.  After many failed attempts, I realized that some places are design for those selected.  Those the Lord declared for specific roles in our lives.   The places that were emptied that day were never filled.

Because the Lord is a wonderful healer; Exodus 15:26, I was able to accept the path I had been given.  I praised Him, for all his mercies, and stopped grieving.  Today, I am careful as I administer my roles.  I realized that these are the works the Lord prepared beforehand for me to do; Ephesians 2:10.  I value and constantly examine them, for if I am not careful, I am able to leave empty places...

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