Believe

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?

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Remnants of Me

“Do you want that old dictionary?”

My college age daughter was in the process of cleaning out her bedroom. As she uncovered her own pieces from her childhood memories, she stumbled upon this…

It is a worn, somewhat tattered dictionary. I remember purchasing it for a $1 at a department store, perhaps Montgomery Wards. I remember being so excited as a fourth grader. I was already writing at that age. I have been a lover of words for as long as I can remember.

As I flipped through that old dictionary, I found random words highlighted.

Why?

Secure? Indignant? Abrupt?

I searched within myself… trying to guess why out of all the words in the English language, I would have chosen those words.

Now, there is one thing you should know about me. I love highlighters. A lot. I highlight passages in my Bible, in books I am reading, my to do lists… basically, everything. 😁

But, as a young child, what would have possessed me to highlight such random words?

As I reflect on those words, these are my thoughts…life is abrupt…change comes often and with little warning. Even as a child, I had recognized that fact of life.

Secure…I like to feel safe and free from doubt or fear and unlikely to fail. As a child, I know I valued that. As an adult, I am venturing into different territory where I can accept my doubts yet push on and where I am learning to embrace my failures as opportunities to grow.

Indignant? I suppose I learned early on that life is not fair.

Words…I love them. It has been fun to find that old dictionary and to go through glimpses into my child brain.

I know God was already working in my life from that early age. Those words are reminders that He has our lives in the palm of His hand.

Despite the abrupt changes in life and the indignation I feel at things in the world, I can rest in the safety and security of His constant peace.

There’s nothing deep in these words, but I hope they touch you somewhere within yourself and remind you that God has been, is, and will be with you always.

Sometimes, wisdom is found in remnants of our childhood. What pieces of your childhood still speak to you now?