i have always heard the phrase “light at the end of the tunnel” but i cannot quite recall the context in which this phrase is uttered. somehow, though, i feel like it is applicable to my life at the present.
i am in a season of beginnings…or on the verge of beginnings. some of this naturally comes with the close of one season (namely, summer) and the beginning of another (in this case, fall). this has been the case for most of my life–ok, maybe all of my life save the one year i had a “normal” job where seasons weren’t a factor in my schedule. i am sure this is heightened by the nature of having a school schedule where endings and beginnings exhibit a rite of passage (entering into school, leaving school, a certain period of time that has transpired, or a period of time that one has left). whatever the nature, i feel like i am searching for the light at the end of the tunnel.
the light that brings…
reconnection with existing ones
answers to questions about my future
joy in the waiting
a sense of direction
a future destination
peace in the midst