Tuesday before last, I boarded a plane that flew to “city” that can likely declare itself to be the farthest north any city and still be considered in the United States. I use quotation marks around city even given the University here and the military installations the population this place would be anywhere else I’ve ever lived we’d call this a town. But there is a VA clinic, a military hospital, my gym, and Amazon delivers; what else does a girl need? Discovering Amazon delivered was a raise-you-hand-and cry hands is the air moment because while I packed layers, oh so many layers, in my suitcase, I forgot silk underwear. And winter arrived here yesterday (YEAH!!! I know you know how much I love snow.). I’m told it will thaw here sometime in March or April; so, I have time to really engage with my love of winter weather.
As I watched through the bow living room window the snow poured down outside. I gripped my mug of Earl Grey, sipped deeply from it, and thought how very different even the character of snow is here. Here it pours like rain; at home it merely falls. I closed my eyes, and whispered a prayer of true thanksgiving for this place and the time I have here. This closing my eyes and simply breathing this place into me is something I find myself doing with peaceful and increasing regularity – even familiarity. I am aware as I close my eyes that I have arrived here seeking – Him, seeking the voice I seem to have lost, and seeking the Joy that fell from me somewhere over the past years. Inherently, I know when I find Him, that He is the Source. Finding Him, I’ll find my voice again; I’ll find my Joy
I need very much to see the Northern Lights. I’m told this is one of the best places on Earth to see them. I feel a soul-desperation connecting me to the green and purples light up the night sky. Something about those lights speaks of Creation to me. And I have been assured this is one of the best places in the world to see them. I want to see one of the father most northern national parts and the Arctic Circle. As I sip my tea, I become aware just how great a privilege I have been granted simply to be here. And I wait. The Northern Lights will come just as my Source will come. But for today, I watch the snow, and I wait.
Ephesians 1:18, Hebrews 6:19
The Unexpected Life 