Beginnings sometimes feel like an end.
A year and a half ago I found myself in a desert. In some ways I was running from God--from hope.
I watched the Obi-Wan Kenobi series for the first time that December of 2025, and it was shortly afterward that one of my favorite artists, The Gray Havens, released their song Give Me Rest. Through both of these pieces of art, God met me in my own personal desert, and soothed those wounds that had been burnt and eroded by its hatred.
I've learned the Heart of God is not distant, but more colorful and vibrant and expansive than we've expected. Always. He meets us in story, in song, in dancing light.
He meets us in our own hearts, in what we love.
There will always be a blaue blume to chase, to seek, to try to finally glimpse. And He will always be one step ahead, beyond what we guessed, until we fall, laughing and breathless, into rest with him.
May your spirit find rest in His.
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