Remembering momma, it seemed her life made a full circle. Those last few months while she was ill, we were back to blended food, and caring for her like an infant. Her circle of life had gone all the way back to the beginning. If we live long enough, we may face the same fate.
Most of us are creatures of habit and routine is the name of our game plan. There is something to be said for expecting the usual and living life without surprise. Many of my exercise buddies have a routine in their exercise plan. Walking every day, bike riding three times a week, swimming three times a week, an exercise class on that odd day. They have a routine--they are making a circle and not varying from it.
I am making a circle--a rather large circle--heading back to my home territory. I spent the first 64 years of my life in a 20 mile radius. THEN I made a HUGE deviation by moving to Fort Worth. Having been here more than four years now, I am completing the circle and moving home. There is a peace about completing this circle.
The wonderful movie/Broadway musical, The Lion King, speaks of the circle of life. My circle is getting nearer completion every day. Those beautiful words from The Book of Common Prayer, "Ashes to ashes; dust to dust" are often repeated at the graveside. God allows us but a brief time on this terrestrial ball and how we live that short span is entirely up to us. I am returning to Louisiana and hopefully will be there until He calls me Home. For now---I am closing the circle in this last season and looking forward to the chapters remaining. All for His good purpose.
For then the dust will return to the earth, and the spirit will return to God who gave it.