Rising feelings of being "lost" were inevitable, and I went into my weekend quite aware that they would surface. My husband was working long night-shift hours. My children are teenagers (hence not around). My friends had plans to go away for the weekend. I would be home alone for a four day weekend....lost in my thoughts and the endless chatter that goes on in my mind. All that kept me company was a long chore list that I had created. A pity-party was on the rise.
This morning I took Berie for a walk. As we came up on the top of the ridge, I suddenly found myself surrounded by hundreds of large dragonflies. You know the kind - they resemble helicopters. Even their "flight path" seemed to indictate that they were ready for attack. This was a scene that resembled something from "Land of the Lost".
Yet an unexpected peace came over me. A smile warmed on my face. I began to smell the scents that were left of the summer air, trace the wind making its way through my hair, and hear the gentle buzzing of the dragonflies. Instead of fear, I felt peace. These dragonflies were my welcoming committee! I instantly knew that I was not lost....that I was never lost....that God had me right where he wanted me. He created me to be exactly as I am. Perhaps he sent the dragonflies as a reminder and an offering to come to Him.
The rest of the walk I experience a different kind of being lost. I was lost in amazement at the beauty of all of God's creatures around me, lost in the sounds of the woods, lost in the smells of fall just beginning to tease the air. It's good to be in the land of the lost.....
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