Friday, May 4, 2012

Day 5: The Purpose of the Gulf

I know, I know.  You’re thinking “She’s going to tell us the purpose of the Gulf of Mexico???”


Though if I was going to, I would say something like the purpose of the Gulf of Mexico is to hold the leftover water from the Atlantic Ocean.  And to provide an ocean for me to swim in when I’m in this part of the country, of course.

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But that’s not the gulf I was thinking of, exactly.  I was thinking more of the gulf of time and space and miles between leaving Durham last Sunday morning and arriving in Oregon on the 22nd of May. 

In the beginning when I thought of this trip I just thought it would be great fun.  At a certain point I thought of the trip (and it’s apex—3 days with Shamu next week in San Antonio) as a really big carrot, keeping me working day after day.  But now I think that there’s more to it than that, even.  I know it probably sounds melodramatic, but I feel almost damaged by the last few months.  I feel pushed to my limits—socially, physically, emotionally, and spiritually.  I think that if we had gotten on to a plane on Sunday morning (which we had the option of doing), arriving by that night to begin a new life in Oregon—I think I would have experienced all kinds of major whiplash. 

[Let me clarify please.  Being with Russ again so soon would have been wonderful.  Being away from him for so long is the one really big downside of our scenic southern tour.]

I think that this time in between is going to be, and has already been, a time of rejuvenation for me.  A time where I can step away from the stresses that have ruled my life recently. 


A time where I can enjoy my precious children after spending so much time working and ignoring them.


And maybe most importantly, a time that I can work towards having more peace about this next part of Heavenly Father’s plan for our lives.

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  1. Very insightful and beautifully said! I love that you can discern this purpose for yourself while going INTO the experience, since we so often don't see the meanings until hindsight. Case in point -- when we first moved to WA, Bryan didn't find work for 3 1/2 months, which at the time was a major stressor for us. We knew it was right for us to be there at that time, but it was still very hard! It was only later as we reflected on our first year there that I could see that I needed that time of Bryan being so available to help me adjust to the big change of that move. It was really a blessing in disguise. So I love that you can more fully savor this trek while in the moment because of it. Wish I'd savored our time more! =)