It seems that time just stopped for a few days as we were out of town with family and dealing with the news of my cousin’s deaths. I have no idea what day this is…and I’m not sure what’s for lunch.
While we were gone, two of the clocks in our house actually stopped. Weird.
And yet, time did not stop. Life goes on…even when you’re in the midst of tragedy and grief and you feel like everything else needs to stop and wait for you to catch up.
So we’re back home now, and reality is setting back in.
Because we left in such a rush on Saturday…there were a few things that normally we would have taken care of before leaving for a trip that just didn’t get done.
As a result, we came home to a stinky house. :) Somehow there was wet laundry that had gotten put into a pile in the bathroom…and we all know what wadded up wet laundry does in the course of five days. And…the dishes in the sink had begun to grow fuzz…which of course added to the stinky house situation. And…there’s just a lot of moisture in the air from all the rain and humidity…so everything just feels heavy and wet…and stinky.
So, today…I’m working to de-stink my house. Several loads of laundry and a few open windows later…things are starting to smell better. (Oh, and I handed my boys the toilet brush!)
The lawn looked like we’d moved away for good….with it’s 3,457,982 dandilions and only 12 blades of grass….all long enough to clog the mower. Sheesh. 
But we also came home to this:
And it proved to me in a joyful way that indeed, life does go on. And for those of us remaining on this earth, God will continue to bring about changes and death and new life.
He is real. He is unchanging. He is steadfast. And because of Him…life goes on.
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