broken feet

An Essay By Aisling // 8/26/2007

(As a preface to the following randomness... I'm writing from Franciscan University, where I am beginning my college education. I wrote the following piece just after my family left for home.)

The wind in the pines; singing; crying. The ants on the concrete; going somewhere. The stone against my back...holding me here, where I stand, where I must stay...where I can only step onwards from, and not back.
And a part of my heart being ripped out of me. Like letting something of myself go away, leave me. And the rest of me left behind; a stranger to myself. In a strange land. Like a fish out of water.
It rained. For me. Every shower and dew, bless the Lord. Heaven crying its tears to fall with mine and wet and bless the broken ground that will cut my feet and make them stronger.
Broken feet will be hard to walk on. But every brokenness heals. And healing is better than wellness, in ways. Healing has seen the dark, and knows the glory of the sunrise. Sun and moon, bless the Lord.
Thank God for the ground that is not shaken.
Thank God for love—which crosses miles without effort, and cannot be outdistanced.
Thank God for broken feet…and the hope in the healing. Behold, I make all things new.
Thank God for sunrise.
Bless the Lord, all you works of the Lord. Praise and exalt him above all forever.

Comments

Exceptional!

Aisling,

What a heart moving essay! I always enjoy your writing. I am just moved by your words and feeling. It is just beautiful! Thank you so much for writing it!

Elizabeth

Elizabeth | Sun, 08/26/2007

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The Holy Spirit is the quiet guest of our soul." -St. Augustine

'Shling

...that was beautiful...miss you!

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"We have been created for greater things. Why stoop down to things that will spoil the beauty of our hearts?" ~Mother Theresa

Brianna | Sun, 08/26/2007

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"We have been created for greater things. Why stoop down to things that will spoil the beauty of our hearts?" ~Mother Theresa

new beginnings

Aisling, the hope in the healing is half the journey... there has never been anything easy in goodbyes...

I'm excited for you and a bit envious of your "new beginning" at Fransican University - it is a wonderful school. :) You're going to meet amazing people and grow in ways you only see shadows of now... I know you're going to be really busy in the coming months - but when you get the chance -leave us something here on apricotpie so we can share in your adventures. :) I am always refreshed by the beauty in your writing...
Peace be with you...

Jenny | Tue, 08/28/2007

Thank you

...the hope in the healing is half the journey...
Amen. :)

And, yes, Franciscan is awesome. I'm loving everything...classes...mass...community life...
I promise to do my utmost to keep up with apricotpie. And I foresee several very interesting pieces coming to life already, from these first four days of classes. :)
Thank you so much, Jenny, for your encouragement and your appreciation.

Peace to you, too.
Aisling

Aisling | Fri, 08/31/2007

:)

I'm looking forward to reading about your Franciscan adventures. :) If Franciscan had a distance degree I'd be taking classes from them too - they have some amazing professors there. Learning in that kind of an environment is a wonderful privilege - quite the blessing - but I'm sure you already know that. :) Sometimes the road ahead looks long - but you know how time passes - one season follows the other as we circle the sun - try to remember to enjoy the journey. :) (Even when deadlines are looming...) :)

"Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous, do not be terrifed, do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go."
Joshua 1:9

Blessings,
~Jenny :)

Jenny | Fri, 08/31/2007