One that would perfectly describe the last few days...
Hmmmm....
Malazzical.
Shallal.
Okay, I guess two words.
They both have red, squiggly lines underneath. Spell check clearly doesn't recognize them. Malazzical stumped Google, so I think we're good to go on that one. It's just fun to say.
Fitting.
These last few days have been "fun" but in a new layer and dimension kind of way that extends far beyond what we typically think of as fun...it's fun completely intertwined with big time, legitimate joy. I guess I'll call that kind of intertwined fun and joy "malazzical" for now. Ha!
Okay, about shallal...whoa.
I kid you not, I was just sitting here and those are those two combination of letters are what I typed. I did not sketch out what this blog post was going to look like beforehand. This is just coming out right now...
Something felt different with "shallal". When I Googled it, there actually were some results.
It's a Muslim name meaning, "waterfalls".
Hmm. WOW.
My "WOW" requires some backdrop.
I wrote a little bit about waterfalls a couple months ago. The theme of water always strikes a chord in me. Specifically in recent months, it's waterfalls and shorelines that get me. Shorelines tend to come up more when it's just me and God spending time together. When others have been speaking and sharing words and images with me while they pray for me, waterfalls have been a part of these words and images definitely more than once in the last few months.
The other day, I went to the Cabin Coffeehouse to read.
As I was driving there, I told myself that if this one particular loveseat was open, I'd stay there and read. But if someone was already sitting there, I really felt like finding another place in town to chill. That loveseat area is totally my favorite spot in the whole place. I've read and journaled there numerous times. To my delight, the spot was wide open.
After sitting there for a couple hours, I started to really notice the artwork all around.
Yes, I was there for a couple of hours before really noticing the specifics of what was around me.
See, when I walk into a room, I don't really see details (generally speaking). I take in the bigger picture and notice themes, colors and the overall "feel" of the space. Unless I'm very, very, very intentional about observing it or it's not hi-lighted for some reason, I typically won't be able to tell you much about the details. True story.
I started to take in more of the details around me and I was enjoying some captivating pictures and painting near the fireplace. Then out of the corner of my eye I saw blue...which is my favorite color. Any shade of blue. I'll take it. This blue was on the painting directly above the loveseat I was sprawled out on. I looked up to my right and there hung a large painting of...shallal...a magnificent waterfall.
I was sitting right underneath it.
Which is where I feel like I have been dwelling in this new season of life.
I'm either underneath/near a waterfall or I'm hanging out on a shoreline while the waves splash on my feel and I watch mighty waves forming out on the horizon. They are coming soon.
I know I'll have much more to share about this journey with joyfilled, powerful waves and joyfilled, roaring shallal in the days ahead.
Malazzical shallal. I'm claiming that phrase right now.
And I'm expectant. Very, very expectant.
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