Lindsay's Ramblings

  “The best way I can describe grief as the years go by is to say it’s similar to carrying a stone in your pocket. When you walk, the stone brushes against your skin. You feel it. You always feel it. But depending on the way you stand or the way your body moves, the smooth edges might barely graze your body. Sometimes you lean the wrong way or you turn too quickly and a sharp edge pokes you. Your eyes water and you rub your wound but you have to keep going because not everyone knows about your stone, or if they do, they don’t realize it can still bring this much pain. There are days you are simply happy now, smiling comes easy and you laugh without thinking. You slap your leg during that laughter and you feel your stone and aren’t sure whether you should be laughing still. The stone still hurts. Once in a while you can’t take your hand off that stone. You run it over your fingers and roll it in your palm and are so preoccupied by its weight, you forget things like your car keys and hom

Our preacher at church gave a great sermon last weekend that I really needed to hear. It  wasn't anything that didn't know, but sometimes you just need a reminder! I've been in a funk since the holidays have been over. The gray, dreary, cold weather doesn't help at ALL, and I've just felt tired, unmotivated, and just a little down in the dumps. It's really always been common for me to feel this way during January and February, but having grief on top of the usual feelings and emotions just compounds it now.  But anyway, the sermon last Sunday was about living in light of Heaven. It's a mindset I've always had, but truthfully, the last few years have obviously just been such a struggle that I feel like I've somewhat lost sight of it. I've let myself become consumed and caught up in all the things of this life. But it truly makes SUCH a differece in your mindset and how you live your life when you are living for eternity, not just the temporary thi