Seasons of Life

This year has been hard in a lot of ways but beyond unbelievably good in others. Over the past few months, I've been able to stand back and take a look at my life. Take a look at what needs to change. Starting on Tuesday, I sat down, breathed a sigh of relief, and chose to read my Bible for the first time in quite a while. One thing I hate doing is reading my Bible when I don't want to. Maybe I should, but when I'm not trying to comprehend it and I'm just reading words, it's close to pointless. So besides memorizing some Scripture, I took a break. There are seasons to everything. And seasons to my faith, for sure. Before Tuesday, I felt kind of empty, like something was missing. Now I feel at peace. I'm thankful the Lord grabbed a hold of me, shook me, and then proceeded to put me back on the path I needed to be on. 

This beautiful song always comes to mind when I think of God's love never letting me go.

Feeling like I can trust the Lord with my life is something I don't usually struggle with but have the past two weeks. Thankfully, as I sat down and read the life-giving words in the Bible, I again felt content knowing God's plan is so much better than mine. Really, I don't have a plan. I can't have one. It would fall apart.