Midpoint of this theme has produced a new rhythm for me. If you’ve been keeping up you know that implementing faith in my life initiated a whole hangover for me. Don’t get me wrong, I need faith in my life, I’m happy it’s in my life, but surrendering my plans for what God has in mind for me was exhausting.
Yet, the rhythm is constant.
Walking with God and balancing who I am with who He wants me to be (whatever that is) is a journey that I gladly embrace. I have to admit I lust after it because it has me rising to the occasion. I’m stretching and getting to know myself with every beat. I didn’t know it then but I know now that nothing about my life was a waste. The good, the bad (so it seemed), even the remnants of what and who I lost added value that I didn’t even notice. And the good part about all of this is that I still have more bubbling beneath the surface that I haven’t even tapped into yet.
What?!
Time, days, life all hits different now, and even though life gets wobbly, I love it here. Perfection doesn’t live here – I mean – I try to be intentional on getting things right but sometimes…
But every morning that I’m blessed to see gives me another chance to get it right.
Reminds me that I’m not just here to take up space and if He thinks that, then there must be something worth sticking around for.
This space is so freaking awesome.
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