My apologies to everyone who gets an email notification of posts from here. Apparently Blogger and Google thought we all needed to re-read the post from last year on Gratitude! It was actually good for me to re-read right now!!
We truly sit in the in-between of the now and the not yet, of the known and the unknown. Here, the mental meanderings of a gal as she lives in the in-between.
9.28.2015
Make it Right
There are some days that I lose sight.
okay,
There are more days than not that i forget
That God's timing and plan
is very different than mine.
I forget that
here
in this fallen, broken world
things will not make sense.
things will hurt.
a lot.
and sometimes the pain
doesn't stop.
maybe,
just maybe,
it gets worse.
And so i cling to Christ
and He holds me fast.
He keeps me.
even when my grip
slips.
This song reminded me, once again, that in God's time, He will "take all that is wrong and make it right." It may not be until i reach heaven, but He WILL make all that is wrong right.
ALL of it.
okay,
There are more days than not that i forget
That God's timing and plan
is very different than mine.
I forget that
here
in this fallen, broken world
things will not make sense.
things will hurt.
a lot.
and sometimes the pain
doesn't stop.
maybe,
just maybe,
it gets worse.
And so i cling to Christ
and He holds me fast.
He keeps me.
even when my grip
slips.
This song reminded me, once again, that in God's time, He will "take all that is wrong and make it right." It may not be until i reach heaven, but He WILL make all that is wrong right.
ALL of it.
9.16.2015
quiet
it has been quiet here.
for sure.
but, it has NOT been quiet in life.
for sure.
so often i long for space.
time.
quiet.
to sit.
think.
write.
process.
but i have to do those things
surrounded by noise.
it is mostly a good noise.
the noise of a busy home.
children learning.
growing.
changing.
and so,
it may be quiet here.
at least for longer periods of time
than i may desire.
but know that
i, too, am thinking.
learning.
growing.
processing.
and some day
it may spill over
here.
some day.
for sure.
but, it has NOT been quiet in life.
for sure.
so often i long for space.
time.
quiet.
to sit.
think.
write.
process.
but i have to do those things
surrounded by noise.
it is mostly a good noise.
the noise of a busy home.
children learning.
growing.
changing.
and so,
it may be quiet here.
at least for longer periods of time
than i may desire.
but know that
i, too, am thinking.
learning.
growing.
processing.
and some day
it may spill over
here.
some day.
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