Somehow the cacophony of chaos drowned out the voice of the Holy Spirit whispering Jubilee over my life. Every time we would catch our breath, someone would throw another crap pie in our faces. It has been an endless cycle trying to scramble out of the pit, only to have the walls collapse under our feet.
As I've been surviving this, what seems never ending, season of hard, I've been trying my hand at new things. I took up watercolor painting which I love. Desperately. That started simply one night as I wept in my bed, worshipping, wondering when it would ever end, and why were we walking through all these … Continue reading Wonky Pots Still Hold Plants
I don't have the strength right now to walk with intense faith, but I can, from my emptiness, declare God's faithfulness and goodness over my life. So right now I'm choosing worship over worry. Choosing, intentionally, to drown out my fears and concerns with songs that declare my God's faithfulness, kindness, and goodness.
What if all the plans and dreams were leading up to this? What if all the uncertainties were a set up? And what if the answer is better than anything I could ever imagine? And what if it isn’t?