Making Adjustments


A few years ago the prospect of bouncing back from my losses seemed remote at best. But over time, my soul has begun to heal, and hope has steadily seeped back into my hoper. And while I continue to grieve the defeats, in the last few years, my grief, as a predominant sentiment, has diminished. As I sat in my car listening to the Beatles song, When I’m Sixty-Four*, drying a tear or two, I thanked God that it was indeed only one or two tears, and not the thousands I would have shed a few years before. I mused about what had changed and I realized that the Lord had helped me make a lot of adjustments over time.

… while I’m having to make some radical adjustments to my original plan, it calms me to know that he knows what I don’t know, knows a different destination that I don’t even know exists, and he knows how to get me there.

“If I don’t have red, I use blue.” Picasso

*Less than a couple weeks from now. Ouch!

– Originally published in The Other End of the Dark: A Memoir About Divorce, Cancer, and Things God Does Anyway (the profits of which go to Freedom House).

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