Nobody told me that it would be so hard pushing into uncomfortable space. Formally "empty to fill", this blog moves to a new phase as I find myself in a new season of life; launching my children, moving across the country AGAIN, and learning to dream new dreams. While entering the middle of life is a constant transition, I hang on to every moment and learn this new way of being. Even in the wavering and the hard, my faith holds. God's promises are true.
November where did you come from and so quickly? These last several weeks have screamed by. A wonderful week with my dad and mom and then another week starting a new job. Many overwhelming days this last week but still they have been full of promise and potential. Hardest part is my personal time has dwindled, so my quiet time is rushed and my writing time has disappeared. New schedules are difficult to adjust to.......at least at 40ish of age! I have yet to find my new rhythm and how my days might flow. I guess you could say that I am feeling worn down. I read this today~
Hebrews 10:23 (NIV) says- Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for he who promised is faithful. I like the word unswervingly. Means without doubt or hesitation. Like, I am diving in without holding on to those doubts.......going for it with all I got. Because really it is all I've got. This holding of hope... All I got. Why can I do this? Because the creator of all, God himself promised it. And He is faithful. How do I know this? Because I have witnessed. I have been the doubter- I have held on........and He proved himself. Otherwise, there is no way we would be finding ourselves in Pacific Northwest making a new life and living with all this joy....even in the tired and worn-out.
The wonder of the whole thing is sometimes breath-taking literally. And I will find my rhythm and flow again.