That’s what I thought the famous New Year’s Eve song was about when I was a kid. I used to puzzle over it, trying to make some sense of it, and somewhere down the line I learned the proper name. “Auld Lang Syne” is loosely translated as “long, long ago” or “days gone by”. Usually only the first verse and chorus is sung now but it has several verses, two in particular that sum up the last few months since my last post.
We two have run about the slopes,
and picked the daisies fine ;
But we’ve wandered many a weary foot,
since auld lang syne.
Above is the third verse. I definitely feel like I’ve my share of carefree daisy picking. Let’s face it. I haven’t had a job since last June. It’s been great to move to a new city and have the freedom to not only settle in, but spend lots of time getting to make new friends. It has been very important but also very appreciated.
Mixed in with the daisy picking has been times of weary travel emotions-wise. I have sincerely missed my Life Church family and the automatic ease that comes with spending your days surrounded by friends who have seen you at your best and your worst.
The most tiring thing was the decline in my mother-in-laws health over the last 4 months. In October she was so ill we didn’t think she’d make it to November. We were wrong. She lasted until January 4th to be exact. In the last weeks she was sometimes aware of who her sons were but more frequently not. We had a blessed time a week before she passed when she was completely with us, had great conversations with all of us, for which we can never thank the Lord enough. We buried her on the 8th with songs and prayers and joy that we will all see her again.
This next verse is the most poignant for me:
We two have paddled in the stream,
from morning sun till dine ;
But seas between us broad have roared
since auld lang syne.
We now have a sea between us and Mom, although in the spiritual it is but a stream. Life here is in a rhythm which means we are wearing our regular glasses most of the time, rather than our rose colored ones. But that’s okay and life needs to be met head on. And the longer you are away from your old friends, the phone calls, texts, and emails come less frequently because, well, we are all meeting life head on.
Did I mention I am looking for a job? I had two different job interviews this week, and I have a 2nd interview Friday for the job I really want. Fortunately it only needs to be part-time. I’m still doing that writing mentoring class which keeps me ever busy. We are also just now starting to look for a house to buy, so I guess this whole Fresno thing is permanent. When I told Evan that we were going to look for a house to buy he asked.”Do we get to look inside now?” We hadn’t realized what a drag it had been for him as we drove up and down streets, checking out neighborhoods to see if they would be to our liking. It’s like that sometimes when we are waiting for God to give the green light on the next adventure. The praying, the wondering’s, the imagining-what-it-will-look-like’s gets old. We want to burst through the door.
Here’s to all of you. May you burst through the door of this year’s God adventure and unpack the dreams he has given you.