My first thought is to head out into the garden this morning to try to quickly fill in the holes and rearrange the plants so the spaces are not quite so empty.
My heart whispers, "Wait!"
As I look out and view the landscape, I realize that we all have known those messy holes and empty spaces in our lives. Family and friends have died, people have moved, divorces happen. Our children have known birth parents disappearing, foster homes changing, and siblings ripped away.
We want to fix these gaping spaces. Fill them up. Plant ourselves where the birth parents should have been.
Bring back order where there is chaos.
Wait!
Stand together and acknowledge the spaces and destruction. Let them be. Certainly fill in those holes before someone trips and falls in them, but be careful about rearranging and replanting too soon.
Just as we have to let new plants rest awhile after transplanting, let the spaces rest and be. There is healing in space. The destruction is just as much a part of the story as the rebuilding. Be still. Consider and feel the pain together. Wait for the right time to start planting again, realizing that there is no replacing the old. Discover the distinct and often painful beauty in the space.
Wait!
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