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Where do I belong?

Right now…

I ask myself and like a misplaced puzzle piece

I’m missing.

Closer to 50 now

than ever before

and I ponder meaning differently

than ever before.

Where do I belong?

Not here…

but where?

I ask myself, in the morning hours

while others sleep.

I wonder,

have I lived it all out,

used up my “pass”,

exhausted grace?

The answers that were clear

10, 20, 30 years ago seem hazy.

Half a century,

and she

with me

a decade plus three.

I so long for her to feel she belongs,

yet understand that fitting in

is overrated.

He never fit in.

Never belonged.

Was out of place,

but lived by grace

and faith.

Never one who did not belong, did not fit in than this

One God, Man, King of Heaven

who gave up the ultimate place of belonging…

so that we

might…

belong to Him.

Lord, You alone are my song and my praise.

Hallelujah!

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7 responses to “Almost 50”

  1. trish @ tagsthoughts.com Avatar

    AMEN!! I love the poetic way you wrote this. The realization of belonging to HIM is the silver lining of those questionable moment indeed. Happy Almost 50th!

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  2. Kathryn Ross Avatar

    Hi Dawn – I so get this! I never feel like I belong wherever I am. Crazy – maybe that’s the deep yearning for our home in heaven that has always floated more on my surface. Love knowing there are kindreds like you out there. Blessings!
    Kathy

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  3. I Carried a Watermelon Avatar

    So hard when you’re young, but, oh, the freedom and wisdom of age to realize we just passing through this world and it’s only our temporary home. Of the world but not in it. I no longer want to be one of the cool kids.

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