I’m currently surviving the hardest season of my life. I have no clue what God is up to. Nevertheless, I’m standing in expectation that on the other side of this, there will be joy.
I’ve started appreciating days where nothing dramatic happens. no bad news, no stressful interactions, no overwhelming thoughts. just a normal, quiet day where everything is calm. those are the days that actually feel like rest.
So glad that God don’t just up and leave because He ain’t feeling me anymore.. or because I made a mistake.. or because I’m still healing… I’m so glad that God walks with me in spite of my trauma, in spite of my struggles, in spite of my mistakes..