
I haven’t written a blog post in years… YEARS. Three years, six months and one day to be exact. That doesn’t mean I haven’t engaged in other creative pursuits, but writing is how my heart speaks – to me and to the world. I’ve written for myself in the interim, to comfort myself, understand myself, direct myself – writing is the safest place I have to express what I think and how I feel. And for the first time in so long, after so many chaotic, terrifying, heart-numbing, faith-enhancing and beautiful detours, I am ready to write for not just me again, but for you as well. Maybe once, maybe twice, maybe a thousand times… it’s not about a number, it’s about allowing words to be free, and in that freedom, for my heart to possibly help your heart in some small way.
So if you’re in the middle of a whirlwind of twisting, turning, constant change right now and you feel like you’ll never feel solid ground beneath your feet again. Please know that at some point it will be there, and you’ll stand firm and return to things your heart loves. And in the meantime, reach out to anything and anyone solid in your life, finding rest and glimmers of hope and joy where you can. If your faith is a solid place for you (as it is for me), surrender every moment to God’s good plans for you. When you find something firm beneath your feet again, take a good look. You might be surprised to find that it’s not circumstances that are suddenly perfect, but something steady and firm you have built for yourself out of a past that seemed insurmountable.
