In Between the Lines

Whatever meaning you associate with this post's title, set aside for a moment. I have realized something so beautiful that I just had to share. 

I'm sure many of you have heard or at least understand that in life and our walks with God we will have mountains, valleys, and seemingly endless wasteland. 

Close your eyes and consider first your valleys. Those times that cut deep, when you weren't who God intended for you to be, or when someone else or a circumstance was painful. Notice that those valleys are specifically linked to a moment, or moments. They take place in the regular constraints of time: yesterday when I failed a test, two minutes ago when I received a judging stare. The same goes for the wasteland. Specific eras of time contain the moments we feel the most alone. 

Transfer your thoughts now to your mountains. It should be a smooth and comforting transition. We like to think about those moments that fill us with joy and hope. One thing I've noticed as of late and hope you will see too is that these moments aren't as held down by units of time. Yes, we get compliments in a specific minute, but the warmth and love we feel isn't held back by time. Another beautiful part of this is that the very best, most special parts of life seem to happen in the voids of time we expect nothing will fill. One night in college we haven't slept more than 8 hours in 3 days, haven't left any effort to spare, and feel confused the person we never expected to have an impact does. We get to look at other people for their raw soul in the times we just expected to go home and sleep. Even though sleep seems like it would be healthiest physically, it seems that we as humans are more than that. Our souls inhabit our  bodies and these moments of joy are when the soul needs something more than the body. It's almost as if growing, learning, and feeling overpowers our physical need to survive. It only lends evidence to the idea that we are more than just bodies on an earth that came from nothing. Our very souls yearn for true love and joy that can only come from viewing the world through God's eyes.

I know that this post is leaning way on the philosophical side. All I want is for you to see that sometimes we need to accept our brokenness and let our time be filled with the moments that truly matter, the moments in between the lines of time.