meeting in the middle
and by middle i mean that part between beautifully [&] broken.
first off, I should say that i have been trying to write this for well over a week. each time I’ve gotten lost in the attempt to form paragraphs or sentences, for that matter, that will make sense to you. today, it seems to be coming together a bit more easily.
beautifully broken is what i have come to realize best explains my 2018. a monumental year in my life, in which everything changed.
trusting in God amidst the wind and waves. even thought he is fully aware that this girl has a deep love for steady waters and still air.
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isn’t it funny how beauty and brokenness live so closely together, often sharing edges of land and pieces of our stories?
this year the lord asked me to say yes to many things. most of which I felt in no way prepared for. but, I knew it was Him, and that I was meant to say yes.
“Yes, Lord, walking in the way of your laws, we wait for you; your name and renown are the desire of our hearts.” Isaiah 26:8
it was a big season of transition:
churches
friendships
3.5 jobs
relationships
more travel than previous years combined
i feel like i’ve traveled through the end, the beginning, the middle, the end and back to the middle again. something i didn’t even know was possible in such a short span of time.
so here I am, ending 2018 very much in the middle.
more unknowns than I am comfortable with
a heart still trying to make sense of a lot of things
still in search of a “new” normal
in the midst of all my doubt, frustration, confusion, blessing, triumph and excitement, God has been so sweetly nudging me to remember the right things.
To remember Him.
He is there through it all.
He hears.
He knows.
He guides.
He provides.
He delivers.
He opens.
He closes.
He is good.
