Perhaps it is related to the season and time of year, with summer quickly turning into fall, the beginning of a new school year, and the first day of work in September.
As we headed into last weekend, I had a sense of anticipation, a feeling that after Sunday, things would change. I felt like it was a corner - a point where our direction would turn. After processing our thoughts and feelings about the weekend, the net result is something different than I expected.
There is this overwhelming feeling that it is "the end." The end of what, I'm not sure. It is a bit difficult to describe because it is a strong feeling/sensing rather than a factual knowing. I had not mentioned the thought of turning a corner to my husband, but yesterday it was obvious to both of us that something had shifted.
In a journey of liminality, a change of direction is not necessarily meaningful. You still don't know where you are going.
This quote from Graham Cooke was encouraging to me today:
"When we live from the inner man of the spirit, we detect nuances, like a sailor detecting subtle shifts in the wind, or a farmer the smell of early rain. These signs of change cause us to reflect and move closer to the person of God through prayer and worship. We begin to ask for grace and wisdom because we feel something is changing. Our early warning system is working."
This is what I am sensing, that it is time to move in closer to God and listen for His direction for the season we are entering.