It’s been too long since I posted. And SO much has happened.
But I want to start with Trusting God.
I’ve been a Christian for a long time and sometimes I feel like I’m in this rut of doing the same things over and over. Like I’m not growing or changing or becoming more like Christ. I mostly just felt stuck in my safe, comfortable little Christian bubble. And moving to the Bible belt to work at a Christian company magnified that beyond compare.
But how could I grow? My deepest wish is to show compassion and grace and love like Jesus did. But what does that look like? Where do I start if I just feel blah inside?
This summer, God has taught me to trust Him more than I ever have before.
Trust Him with two broken feet right before my first ever Half Marathon.
Trust Him to show me a new passion in exercise.
Trust Him with feeling like we belong in TN.
Trust Him with finding a house.
Trust Him with growing our family.
Trust Him to bring me friends that I can really connect with.
Trust Him to give me comfort in my darkest times.
If you had asked, I would have told you I did trust God. I would have been sure of it. But over the past 15 months we have had more challenges thrown at us than ever before. And over and over and over again God showed up. Not always how we wanted, but He has been there.
My favorite thing to do is drive somewhere alone. I turn off the radio and I just talk to God. As if He was actually sitting in the seat next to me. Often times, I’m crying. But that time has been so healing for me. I know that this is exactly the journey he has for us. Each thing that happens open the doors for new things. It doesn’t make the pain of two miscarriages disappear, but it provides hope. I hope and I trust and I know that God has a plan for my life. It’s not the plan I have for my life, it’s better.