I really can’t wait to get back to normal. But I am a little suspicious I don’t want to get back to normal.
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All in Faith
I really can’t wait to get back to normal. But I am a little suspicious I don’t want to get back to normal.
We can’t skip it. We have to experience the storm. I promise we’ll be changed somehow. And I know He meets us right here.
I’ll mess up. I’ll doubt. I’ll sin. Maybe within the next thirty minutes. He KNOWS. But it doesn’t matter to Jesus. He loves me. Regardless.
I can serve and love and work and pray and give the very best of myself to the task right in front of my face.
Can I just tell the truth?? This is HARD. We are struggling. And it is okay to say so.
It’s the strangest thing, isn’t it?? Life is filled with uncertainty. And loss. Pain. And fear. Yet somehow…right in the middle of it all, there is beauty too. And I think that’s the abundance promised to us, you guys.
Yesterday was scary. I felt panicky most of the day. But today I’m feeling this strange bit of peace. I AM NOT IN CONTROL. Isn’t that awesome??
I guess my point in telling you this is, I’m 40. He waited a looooong time. For ME. And it’s never too late. Ever. He’s waiting. He chose you too, Beloved.
Yep. These moments wait for me. Just like He does. So patiently. ALL THIS BEAUTY. Ever at the ready to take my breath away. I only need to look up…and NOTICE.
Over and over and over we get all caught up in life’s pain. Consumed by how far we have yet to go. And sometimes we lose sight of our blessings.
These next few days are usually when I get a little overwhelmed and start to think I might be over it all.
But this is CHRISTMAS! The season of perpetual Hope!!! And I don’t want to be ‘over it’ at all!
All the things I’ve so carefully and painstakingly added to my life’s resume to prove I am ‘good’ will be erased. Gone in an instant.
I thought I was only supposed to be HAPPY. So, whenever a different emotion came along, I did my best not to feel it.
Real Life won’t start once the kids are all potty-trained or you finally lose those last ten pounds or tick a few things off your bucket list.
So often I get exactly what I want only to change my mind about what I want or wonder ‘What’s next??’
Our lives are LIVED in the process. Day by day. Bit by bit. Word by word. Moment by moment. God is stitching and weaving and working it all together.
You are a terrible mother. I can’t believe you lost your temper again. Why can’t you learn to control yourself?
God, soften their hearts. God, fill all the holes. God, lead them and guide them and hold them every single moment of every single day of their lives.
I don’t need recognition or praise from the World…because He says I am enough.