I
write a lot about how I feel. I write about what I’m thinking. I tell you it’s
how I process and it is, but today can I just let down all pretenses and tell
you this stuff with my mom is hard. It’s really hard. Watching someone that you
love dearly, who has always been the person taking care of everything not be
able to do anything, yeah that’s tough. I want to fix it. When I realize that
it truly may never be fixable it literally stops me in my tracks. It completely
overwhelms me.
It’s
so hard.
But
lately I’ve been trying to change my perspective. I’ve been trying to focus on
the good. I don’t get it every day. There are some days that I let the hardness
win, but part of climbing out of the darkness is acknowledging that you are in
this moment for this season. There is something to be grasped, something to
learn here. All the seasons have their gift to offer. I just need to be looking
for them.
So
somehow in this season of brokenness, in this season of confusion, God is going
to show up. He is going to meet me here. I
believe that with all my heart … will you believe it to?
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