It’s been almost two months since I posted last. I needed a hiatus of sorts. Life was coming at me fast, and I needed to stop and catch my breath.
In the course of these past two months, I have changed jobs and taken a step of faith. I’ve come home in a sense, returned to my roots of discovery, to the place where I first realized my calling to long term care. I have had to close doors so I could embrace new beginnings. Grief of endings is a real process, one that I also had to embrace.
I have witnessed the workings of healing and redemption in some challenging situations in my life.
I have taken time for me. To reflect. To rest. To breathe. To reconnect. To rediscover. To catch my breath.
I am choosing to believe to expect the unexpected. I am choosing to believe that with faith nothing is impossible. I am stepping out in faith to trust God that this journey is uniquely mine, but I am not meant to travel it alone. He is with me every step of the way.
Have you ever looked back at your life and wondered how you ever survived that struggle? Have you ever been completely awed when you realize all the connections of your life have been orchestrated?
I’m so grateful for every experience in my life even the hard times. Especially the hard times.
I am choosing to believe this year.
What is your word for the year? What are you choosing to believe in?