Ok, what you seriously need to remember is that I’m the funny one. The play on words, leave it to me. All my hobbies are professional.
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I think I understand the issue now. Your search for meaning in memory was a start to finding a story, and you were startled because you looked and there wasn’t a story you could tell. You looked, perhaps already knowing there was nothing to find. Not people or places, facts or faces. Only experiences that cannot take the shape of words.
It’s not that nothing happened, but you can’t put language to what did happen because there isn’t something you can see or hear to describe. And what you do see isn’t worthy of the retell, or at least not until something else appears through which you can contextualize. A tangible thread to weave an intangible truth.
You’ve been unsettled because you looked back and found nothing. But it wasn’t nothing exactly, was it? No, you looked back, and you saw darkness. Of course, the good news is that darkness allows the glimmers to shine even brighter, and the better news is that when we don’t see love, if we put love there, love will appear. I would think the same applies to light.
Where you see only darkness, shine light into it, and see what surfaces. Think of it like sowing and reaping. I’m not sure if anything will grow behind you, or if that’s even the point, but trust God who makes things grow. Surely our Father has a plan for how those seeds manifest just through the threshold you’re weaving into, and He will lavish you with the language of grace to connect the dots into beautiful places and unforgettable faces.
Regarding Leviathan’s seas, well, did you hear what happened when two boats became friends … (ahhhhh, inside metaphor!)
