“Until the longing came again, like the longing that you hear in the whistle of a train that is going far away. But the longing isn’t really in the whistle, the longing is in you—for the wonder and the loveliness that is in the world, and everywhere.”
Meindert DeJong

“Will it be here that we shall find a place which will not elude us, or which if it remains does not exert on us a culpable attraction? Or must we, leaning over the deck and watching the shores glide by, move forever onward?”
André Gide

(a Georgia sky on a late November evening which heralds change is in the air / Julie Cook / 2014)

What does your heart
pine for,
ache for,
yearn for?

What do your senses
long to touch,
crave to taste,
thirst to hear?

Is it a familiar embrace?
The loving sound of your acknowledged arrival?
The sought after special glance?
The intimate gathering of your sacred and long outgrown surroundings?

The time is at hand. . .
Longing and expectancy are reaching a fevered pitch.
Tis the season of fanfare and making of merry.
Cascading emotions flow like wax from a candle.
Anticipated elation mingles with tremendous reluctance.

Where does one find oneself on those magical days?
Is it in the familiar or perhaps the far far way?
Is there work to be done or is time allowed for gatherings?
And what of the missing?
Long gone or simply far away?

Open arms long to welcome.
Relief for some, trepidation for others.
A cocktail of the joyous and melancholy poured up neat.

And yet, during this new season of
there is One who waits, hidden in the shadow of
the fanfare,
the hoopla,
the crowds,
the travel,
the food,
the gifts. . .

Come thy long expected One
A single star brilliantly lights your path
Your name is whispered on the wind
Open arms long to embrace
The surroundings stark and simple
No fancy settings here
As cherubim long to sing you home
Your place at the table has been set
A homecoming is fast approaching
as our Thanksgiving finally begins

(a Georgia sky on a late November evening which heralds change is in the air / Julie Cook / 2014)

9 comments on “Longings

  1. Lynda says:

    “A cocktail of the joyous and melancholy poured up neat.” That phrase really sums up much of life and especially of gatherings of family and friends on special occasions. Our lives are a mixture of joy and sorrow and somehow we find a balance to live each day, hopefully, relying on God to walk the journey with us. Julie, blessings and prayers for a wonderful Thanksgiving weekend with family and friends. I’ll be on a silent retreat this weekend and will keep you in my prayers as I reflect on “Living Advent with Mary”.

    • by tomorrow afternoon, a nice silent retreat would be a balm to frazzled nerves 🙂
      I hope you enjoy your time basking in God’s warm embrace as you listen for His still small voice!!!
      Blessings Lynda!!!
      and a happy Thanksgiving from Georgia to you!! (even though Canada has already celebrated such 🙂 )

    • Thank you Lynda for your kind words—holidays are indeed crazy times with wild roller coaster rides for every emotion—Balance is key!
      And thank you for thinking about me during your retreat—I need it!!
      I’ve actually just sent you an email—-hoping that it finds you—if you don’t see something from cookie in your inbox, let me know and i’ll resend it!
      Blessings and hugs—Julie

  2. Jenna Dee says:

    We don’t celebrate Thanksgiving in Australia but I am very thankful that you share your wise words of wisdom with the blogging world. Thank you for being you Julie. Love Jenna

    • ahh-Jenna—I feel very much the same about you–and sometimes having a specific day, which often stops us dead in our tracks–making us think rather than running on autopilot throughout our frantic lives, is a blessing as it gives pause to truly examine what one has—and that is what is tucked away in the heart—where my friendship and joy of “knowing” you resides—so it is I who thank you Jenna—what a blessing it has been getting to know my friend from “down under” 🙂
      A happy Thanksgiving Thursday—

  3. prior says:

    so beautiful – words and pics – and that Georgia sky – well I long to see that sometime – 🙂 ❤

  4. prior says:

    happy thanksgiving too – and just wanted you to know that I am very thankful for the comment you left on the bully post – your seasoning and balanced perspective was just awesome – thanks so much – 🙂 and I really like the way you shared the personal story and so much more – (((hugs))))

    • Thank you so much “madame prior” from the house of prior 🙂
      cooking cookie here, as that is all I have done for the past two days is cook!!!
      I’m the one who is grateful to you–for your inspiring photos and posts but especially for the kindness you shared in raising the awareness of what was happening in Richmond—allowing those of us not there nor privy to the local news to be aware of the dire situation of a young man in need of prayer—prayers for healing, both physical and emotional—
      I hope that Thanksgiving in Virginia will be marvelous! Maybe white from what I see on the weather forecast—
      Blessings to you and your family —
      hugs and love—Julie

  5. Okay, you’ve done it again. I’m speechless and in awe of your ability to express such lovely things. Simply awesome, missy! Much love and huge hugs, N ❤

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