Over the past week and a half to two weeks, we have received our container with all our 'stuff' and even put a deposit down on a plot on which next year we hope to build. All this was exciting and distracting as being busy has a tendency to do. In spite of that, as many people had warned me may happen, I experienced immense moments of isolation here. In a 'normal' job, you tend to have the opportunity to get to know the people you work with and to a greater or lesser extent work within and as part of a team or group of people. When you are on the road as I am, you meet new people every day and though, ostensibly it appears to be a sociable career, you rarely form any deep relationships, as you move on to the next deal. In the context of all that is still quite unfamiliar, the continued superficiality of human contact can make the isolation feel even more apparent; and though I am adjusting better now, I just didn't feel up to blogging I guess - so apologies! I am sustained by my faith, but on a human level it has also made me realise that I could not have made this journey alone - as big a mouth as I may have. S&J - friends of my brother and sister-in-law are getting married this weekend and it got me thinking about how I have so much more deeply begun to appreciate the gift that my wife is to me and the grace that the sacrament of marriage is. Sure we still have moments of real anger and disagreement and conflict. But, in earthly terms, we are home for the other. Knowing our own shortcomings, it is more than anything we could naturally give or be for the other. At our wedding, our love was blessed by and is now sustained by the One who is Love and I am so very grateful for His gift of love and for her.
Once in awhile, right in the middle of an ordinary life, love gives us a fairy tale. (Author Unknown)
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