Recently while I was praying with a friend, we both received pictures of direction. After we closed our time in prayer, she encouraged me to pursue the gifts I have always been interested in. I shared that among the multitude of possibilities was writing. Then this morning as I was praying I was reminded of this blog that I had opened months and months ago but never got around to using. I can remember thinking back then of the many topics that were on my heart to write about only to find myself hitting the worst writer's block I had ever experienced. Fast forward to today: I can see now why I wasn't able to step into the kind of writing that I had hoped for then and all the more why I believe I will be able to now. All thanks to a little time and few lessons learned along the way...
There is something about the timing of a season that escorts the heart into the things that have yet to be seen or understood. It's fascinating how it all works together. Just a couple months ago I would have never dared to think in such a context. Today, though, I embrace this thing called {time} with reckless abandonment, finding endless hope and safety in knowing that I am smack dab in the middle of something incredible even though it has yet to reach its completion. And that, my dear reader, is nothing short of glorious. It's in this extremely vulnerable and hidden place that depths are birthed. For I trust that here my meager understanding will soon awaken to an unfathomable identity and the desires I was fashioned with from the beginning of time will be brought forth like the morning's dawn.
In the meantime, I invite you to join me as I embark on the many forms of life that will ensue from this point on. From adventures with kindred hearts to capturing unforgettable moments to reaching goals of every nature. I'm embracing these uncharted territories with nothing but my whole heart.
