I look at the girl in this picture and she’s sunburned, hair a hot mess from a day at a water park.
But she’s got a certain spark about her.
You can’t see it, but it’s there.
And that lady, the one sitting next to her on the left, she’s smiling like she’s laughing and her spark is in her eyes.
I know the very minute this picture was taken and I remember the way my heart was full and the way I lingered there at the table with the dozen other ladies and how I didn’t want the night to end.
I remember because to remember is a gift.
And I don’t want to forget.
It’s been 2 years since that photo was taken and that moment captured and today, I watch the clock as I run the vacuum and swish the toilets.
That lady, the one with the spark in her eye, is on her way for a weekend visit. She and her husband are somewhere between Dallas and Rocky Mount and they are due to arrive this evening.
And I am a blur of emotion because that girl in the picture, the one with the sunburned shoulders, is lost somewhere between Dallas and Rocky Mount.
I wipe down counters and clean glass and I wonder what she’ll think of me when we gather around the table tonight. Will she be able to still see the me that I can’t seem to find here?
Or will she help me to imagine the new creation that Jesus is creating in me, the one where my God-given spark is no longer hidden just below the surface?
I smile, as my eyes glance over this photo, and I imagine her laughing at me.
I am linking up with Lisa Jo at The Gypsy Mama again today for her Five Minute Friday! Writing for 5 minutes on the prompt Imagine. As always, overlook typos and such, as I am not supposed to edit.
Being true to my voice, I have written in real time. My mentor and friend from Dallas is on her way for a 3 day visit. She and her husband will gather round my table and eat NC style BBQ and homemade ice cream and we’ll share hearts and hurts and always, we will speak of grace and Jesus and how He makes all things new.
Thank you for always joining me here, for encouraging me, and for always praying. I will be quiet for the remainder of the weekend as I want to soak up everything God has planned in GayNell’s timely visit. See y’all Monday!