Feeling melancholy, but moving on. I'm back home, safe and sound, but miss The Happiest Seaside Town in America. Island lifestyle compels me to return each year, sometimes more than once.
But something just caught my eye. The word "melancholy" contains the word "holy." Qwinkydink? Maybe not. The Webster definition of melancholy is "sad and pensive." That's definitely me. Webster defines "holy" as connected to God or religion. That's me, too, because that is His view of me.
So I may be sad and pensive for a while, but I'm connected to my Jesus. He knows me, understands my every thought. He will lead me through the narrows and bring me out on that wide, glorious path.
Shalom to us all.
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