Nothing in life is ever permanent.
I’m walking in 41° weather and am warm in the sun. I hit a patch of shade and was a lil cool. I have a sweatshirt but already took it off and just have a long sleeved tshirt on.
It’s temporary. Nothing in life is ever permanent is what the Lord brought to my mind as I got cold.
I’m gonna see more sun, have been in and out of cool, shade spots, on this walk than the cool shade.
There is no need to put the sweatshirt on as long as I keep moving forward and endure the temporary discomfort of shade until I get back to the sun.
Keep moving. Don’t stop. Don’t alter you life based on something that is temporary and not permanent!
Endure hardness like a good soldier (2 Timothy 2:3 King James Version KJV). There is glory after this (1 Corinthians 3:18 KJV). Jesus died and already gave us the victory (1 Corinthians 15:55 KJV). We just have to do something to continue to be victorious. Hes’s got you so you’ve got this!
Hate to break it to us…the change of the year isn’t some magic spell.
I’ve said I was ready for the new year, throw 2020 away. It’s been team too much.
What I’ve come to realize and understand about this year is so simply profound.
Some of us lost some stuff to grow. Some of us won some stuff to grow.
Regardless, the mere fact that we have made it through 2020 en route to 2021 is a miraculous blessing in and of itself.
Of all the things I’ve learned, the one I think matters most is this: miracles aren’t always big, huge, events.
The scale moving in the right direction was a miracle.
Keeping my mouth closed when I wouldn’t have before is a miracle.
Letting people go was a miracle.
Apologizing and welcoming people back was a miracle.
Forgiving was a miracle.
Moving forward in immense pain under stress was a miracle.
So, no, no magic in less than 12 hours. But another opportunity for another miracle.
Life isn’t all sunshine and roses despite the beautiful locale and awesome revelation.
I have two specific situations that I am not a fan of. I really wanna give the assignments back to God.
I told Him as much. My relationship with God is truly like some I have with his humans.
I tell him everything. Especially when what’s going on, and at times Him specifically, if I’m honest, is getting on my nerves.
People say He can’t heal what we don’t reveal. I give Him all of it. He already knows. But, He wants me to tell Him and give it to Him.
I’ve run away from one of the situations before. Honestly, if I try and it doesn’t get better, I chuck the deuces. I tried to run away from the other situation after basically being left holding the bag alone.
However, for reasons known and unknown, there’s more for me and those involved in these situations.
The disciples found themselves in at least two storms with Jesus.
He was asleep during one storm (Mark 4:38-40). Jesus questioned their fear because he was on the boat.
In the other storm, the disciples didn’t recognize him at first (Matthew 14:25-32). Then Peter, ever the brave, outspoken, slightly reckless disciple, was the only one willing to engage in the miracle and get out of the boat.
But, he got distracted by the storm. Jesus chastised his doubt. The wind and waves calmed as soon as they got on the boat.
The thing to note is that Jesus was there. He allowed them to experience the wind and waves. Then, he showed them that as long as he is present he has the power to help them through.
He quieted the wind and waves after he awoke from his sleep. He saved Peter after he called to Jesus while he was sinking.
My situations are slightly overwhelming to my feelings, emotions, and carefully cultivated peace.
I’m not a fan of the disruption, wind, and waves they are bringing currently and forecasted for the future. I know the forecast because I know what I have to do. Again, not a fan.
I’m in the boat with Paul-I’d love for Him to remove the thorn. But, now as then, His grace is sufficient (2 Corinthians 12:9-10). I would love for this cup to pass like Jesus requested before his death (Matthew 26:39). But, my refrain is the same. His will not mine. Ugh.
I know one thing for sure and two things for certain. He is with me. I will make it through. And He will get the glory.
After all, wind and waves are mechanisms to propel boats forward to their destinations. There is just some wind and some waves that are more preferable than others. I would definitely prefer some different ones.
Alas, all things work together for good (Romans 8:28). He has plans to prosper me (Jeremiah 29:11). I can do all things because he strengthens me (Philippians 4:13). I won’t drown (Isaiah 43:2).
*edit* it is JUST like God ro allow a storm today…
This has been a draft for a minute. And I changed the title. At first i was just going to talk about saying goodbye. But then i wanted to talk about moving forward. We’ll see if they mesh well enough.
Many times in life we have to say goodbye. Some of the hardest goodbyes are those that life forces on you. Like when people you love walk out on you.
I have talked some about this before. Being in a toxic environment and then cultivating relationships makes the chosen relationships so much more emotional. Having someone you think loves, understands, and appreciates you means a lot. Giving all you can and only wanting a little in return only to have the person refuse to give it is devastating.
I made the decision to walk out on the life that was forced upon me. But I wanted to carry some of the friends with me. To this day I have tried to maintain friendships that the girl I said goodbye to made. I even tried to reconnect and rekindle some things from before I was even forced to move.
I’m realizing that I have to move forward. I’m going to have to say goodbye to some more people and some more things. I can’t force relationships. I may love these people with all that I am. But I deserve more, I deserve better. It’s hard because I’ve known some of these people for over half of my life. But I’m not OK with constantly bringing what I want to the table and desiring more from them.
One great thing about moving home was the ability to reconnect with my family. Especially my granny and aunt. I think I’ve said it before but it’s worth mentioning again. Even though I moved back it was a forward goodbye. I went back to a place where I was happy. I expected things to be different than they were. I was disappointed.
But I’m happy now. I’m realizing goals and dreams. I’m on my way to becoming the me I want to be. Not the me others planned or wanted. I’m not perfect. Every day isn’t sunshine and roses. But I’m getting there. I said goodbye in order to move forward. I’m going to say goodbye a few more times. After all, the Bible does say to everything there is a season. Seasons change. Nothing stays the same.