Time Slows Through the Eyes of a Runner.

My time in Australia has come to a sudden halt. In 4 days I will be gone, no longer in this country, surrounded by these people, or experiencing this peace and freedom I have felt here.

Life is funny sometimes, you work so hard to get to somewhere yet in less than six months your somewhere transitions to a new somewhere.

Did that make any sense?

Even if it didn’t, that’s okay. Today is one of those days where I am using this blog as an outlet to share all the thoughts floating around in my head, the worries in there, and the joys my heart feels.

I am very sad to leave Australia. I am fearful that as I return things will be the same. Yet I am worried also that they will be different.

I am sad to part with the friends I have made here. But overjoyed to return to the ones back home.

I am sad to leave this feeling of complete independence. But so so so ready to be in the warmth of my mother’s embrace.

I am afraid I will not take this sense of adventure with me. But reliant on the fact my father will continue to instill this.

My soul hurts to not know when I will return. But I am hopeful of what my future holds.

My gears aren’t stopping, I know this, they are merely changing their configurations, I just pray that God makes me into a smart enough engineer to recreate the mechanism.

What I have worked all my college career to get to is now coming to an end, this somewhere is no longer my possible somewhere, but my realistic somewhere.

What is my next possible somewhere?


“Behold! I tell you a mystery. We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, and the dead will be raised imperishable, and we shall be changed.” 1 Corinthians 15:51-52

3 thoughts on “Time Slows Through the Eyes of a Runner.

  1. Be thankful for the experience and look forward to the next. I’m so glad you had a chance to visit a place that Irene and I fell in love with….a country so beautiful and with so many beautiful souls. Take care and have a safe trip back to the States. Love you.

  2. What beautiful metaphors! Treasure all the memories, Melanie & know that you can always return. I cannot wait to hold you again!

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