The direction of this blog is still unknown to me. What’s known is that I feel a deep need to write again, and for that, I’m grateful.
So far, it feels like an open journal of my journey with God. One filled with poems and words I’ve been unable to say out loud.
As I’ve continued to navigate this season of life, I’m learning so much about who I am within the body of Christ.
And I want to share that journey with others— the great parts, the bad, and the in-between.
Our God is great every single day. But as humans, every day isn’t a great day for us.
For a long time, I thought that as a Christian, allowing myself to feel anything other than the joy that God brings made me less faithful.
But I’m starting to believe that my responsibility as I continue this walk, is to show others that it’s okay to cry. It’s okay to have days when it all feels too heavy.
What’s important is that you continue to look to God through it all. God is truly near to the brokenhearted. (Psalm 34:18). He hears those who call on Him in truth. (Psalm 145:18)
My opinion? Remembering His strength and His power in those moments is a true act of faith.
What I’m learning is this: if you can find even a moment of peace in Him through the tears, you’re stronger than you think.
In my mind, if I can show the greatness of God when I’m standing in the rain, when I talk about the clouds clearing and the sun shining again, maybe you will see His greatness too.
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