There are few things as marvelous, in all of life, as birth. Her presence is captivating, in any space, at any time. Humbling. When nearing, her imminence is felt, assuredly amongst the faithful. She is the manifestation of deliverance - of everything, of everybody. And she is always worth the wait.
amen.
When this newsletter reaches your inbox this evening, i'll be nestled near the nook of a window seat, flying over the Atlantic Ocean with my husband, our children, and my momma. It is safe and beautiful deliverance that we're praying for.
I have tried writing about this, for weeks now. But the words just escape me. It may be the sheer exhaustion from the output, physical and mental, where I find myself now and where I've been this month, in particular. And what a year, my, the deep planning of this trip coupled with the ever-present everyday, the beautiful and the challenging, the nurturing of home and business, the inordinate lack of sleep, the amount of stuff and folk we have organized and packed (pun intended) over this time. I just cannot adequately describe how exhilarating, phenomenal, remarkable, being here, now, in this moment, is. How it feels. I am unable to write, even, what it means. After a week long layover in Europe (visiting London and Paris), this family will be delivered of America (for a few months), safely and beautifully, unto Africa (South Africa: Johannesburg). Y'aaaaaalll.
WE GOIN TO THE MOTHERLAND.
In a place we've only ever dreamed of writing.
It's lovely when dreams get to writing.
May love and dreams keep on writing.
amen.
I hope that I will be a witness to birth, in many ways, along the way. What I know for sure, is that I will be writing. I always do. And I have been - for purpose that is certain - for some time. The writing is clear, and it is messy. It comes in feverish floods through my hands and then it is only in my mind. This process, feels much like what I know, as birth itself. I will be reading, too. I always do. Pictured above, is my carry-on stack for along the way. You may notice inspiration for the places my pen and my mind have found plane for their landing. Pray for me. May the soil of the place that never got to be home for kin like mine, deliver.
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