Falling but you don’t
quite hit the ground.
Breaking but you
don’t quite fall apart or smash into pieces.
Tiring but you never
really give up.
Defeated but it’s
never really THE END.
Going Over the Edge!
Moments,
Mixed with glimpses
of joy and excitement.
Moments,
When you don’t know
how to feel.
When you have to put
up a front.
When you just have to
go with what is.
Moments,
When you cannot
explain anything…
Not to anyone, not to
yourself.
Moments,
When it's just what
it is.
Going Over the edge!
A season where there
is no returning the same.
When you are pushed,
Pushed beyond all you ever thought you could endure.
When all you want is
to be invisible,
But
You are forced to
stick out like a sore thumb.
A season where you
want to be heard,
To be understood,
But
You don’t even know
what you want to portray.
When your own beliefs
are shifted and sieved.
A season of tough
decisions.
Having to hold onto
others for survival.
Having to ‘make it’
through each and every day,
Taking it as it
comes.
Going over the Edge!
Entering and falling
into the unknown.
Burying of life as
you know it.
Striving and fighting
for the unknown,
Despair,
Disappointment,
Courage,
Forgiveness,
Tears,
Hope!
Going over the Edge…
xoxo
Chido Dziva Chikwari
I don’t
remember when I wrote this and it’s amazing how full of emotion it is. It’s
amazing how in life there are such distinct shifts of season. Sometimes you
feel like you are falling over the edge and you don’t know when things will end
and then in the next season that time can be a distant memory. Of course there
may be scars and experiences that you carry with you forever but the essence of
it all is that, "This too shall pass…" Keep holding onto Hope.
2 Corinthians 4: 17-18 sums up perfectly
what I want to say, “So we’re not giving up. How could we! Even though on the
outside it often looks like things are falling apart on us, on the inside,
where God is making new life, not a day goes by without his unfolding grace.
These hard times are small potatoes compared to the coming good times, the
lavish celebration prepared for us. There’s far more here than meets the eye.
The things we see now are here today, gone tomorrow. But the things we can’t
see now will last forever.”
This is a scripture that carried me through
what were the darkest and in a very twisted way most beautiful days of my life.
While the outside world seemed to the falling apart within an amazing light was
growing and soon to be birthed. I don’t quite know how to explain this,
hopefully one day I will be able to (and here as well). As always my posts might be muddled and
full of emotion which can make things rather confusing but hopefully you, the
reader, have been able to extract something from the mix. J
P.S I’d like to make a special mention of
my brother who encouraged me to POST SOMETHING! I have no idea how you were
reminded of my blog :0 Quite often I forget that although this is MY baby there
are also people out there who actually read it. Thank you Chenge! J
