525,600 minutes
525,000 moments so dear
525,600 minutes
How do you measure, measure a year?
In daylights? in sunsets? in midnights? in cups of coffee?
In inches? in miles? in laughter? in strife?
In 525,600 minutes, how do you measure a year in the life?
How about love? Measure in love. Seasons of love.
Going to Brazil was one of the best decisions I've made, honestly. It brought me back to life after my illness-- physically, emotionally, and spiritually. It challenged me and brought me more fun than I could have imagined.
I was worried that yesterday was going to be a bummy day. When I left Brazil, I was fully intending to move back within six months, so in some ways I feel like a lot of my feelings and relationships are unresolved. When I think of my beloved friends there I haven't seen in a year now, my heart still pangs.
But God is good. Yesterday I was able to spend time with some people I love dearly, and soak up the joy of being where I am now.
Every time I think I know where the road is headed, it seems to take a turn that I didn't expect. But I wouldn't trade it for the world. :)
It’s time now to sing out, though the story never ends
Let's celebrate remember a year in the life of friends.
Remember the love.. Measure in love... Seasons of love!
1 comment:
OH Ann,
Brazil, the place that stole my heart. I feel for you in your saudades and I rejoice with you in your not knowing what God has hidden around the bend in the road up ahead. I'm right there with you on both accounts. I was blessed to have met you and I am so glad that we have so many Brazilian memories in common. I am also thankful that we were able to see one another again on your "home turf" I hope that we will see each other again soon. Maybe next time we can "milk some penguins" Te amo minha Anna Branca! Beijos Canadenses para voce!
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