It is hard. It is hard some days just to put your feet on the floor. I know this well. It is hard to muster a smile. It is a struggle to keep your head above water. Oh why can’t someone just see me. Why can’t someone enter my space, take note of me and tend to me simply because I am worthy of being saved. Life is trying. It is lonely. It is an arduous process of becoming and unbecoming. It is failure meets faith, time and over again. It is painstaking heartache for the Soul purpose of facing forgiveness in all directions, inward and out. It is the darkness seeking to fulfill the temptation of a heart once not well just to smother it in despair. It is glory and grace, it is divine, and it is unlike anything we will know again. It is but one chance to unfold as untethered and messy as can be. It is life. It is time comprised of moments that we are consistently choosing from which we allow to shape us. It is traumatic. It is stunning. It is terrifying. It is life, it is unlike anything we will know again, and I encourage you to seek the celebration in it all.
May Love be with you as you work to find your way.
Peace on Earth.