It’s a crazy ride…. just hold on

… yet he did not waver through unbelief regarding the promise of God, but was strengthened in his faith and gave glory to God, being fully persuaded that God had power
to do what he had promised. This is why
“it was credited to him as righteousness.”

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I don’t know why I am shocked when life gets hard.  We have never been promised that life will be all roses and sunshine.  Every aspect of creation experiences death, rebirth, breaking… winter leads to spring… yet when it is my turn to experience it, I get shocked, EVERY TIME!

And I think it is okay for things to be hard.  For this to feel like suffering. It proves to me how desperate I am.  Proves that my life isn’t all about what I want, or what I think is best.  On the contrary– it reminds me that I need to TRUST that “His ways are above my ways”…

All that to say, today is one of those days.  And so I fight through the waves of emotion, and proclaim with the last thread of strength I have left that this is good. and glorious. and that God loves a basket case like me.

I can’t wait for my spring.

So I ordered my business cards last week… and there was just something about sending my order in to the incomprehensible world of cyberspace that made everything feel so much more…real. This strange new territory I am entering is three parts scary and one part rediculously exciting.

What was “known” and “predictable” has now been replaced with HUGE clouds of “unknown” and “pretty stinkin’ overwhelming”. I know that this next part of the journey is all a part of the process of life, and all a part of becoming “me”… and oh how I wish I could get my hands on an instruction booklet with my name on it… and flip ahead a few chapters to see how this whole thing pans out… but that is not every going to be a reality.

And I know that the vast horizon before me is always going to be that far off place of uncharted territory until I put one foot in front of the other and explore.

So, Bluebirds, this adventure begins with you… my cheery friends. At least the miles on this part of my jouney will be filled with beautiful music.