“But when calamity comes knocking on their door, suddenly and without warning they’re undone— broken to bits, shattered, with no hope of healing.”
Proverbs 6:15 TPT
I have been hurt. I have been disappointed. There have been times of joy and moments of great despair. My life has been shattered and torn. It has been dismanteled. Crushed. Stomped on. Destroyed. I have gone without and experienced times of plenty. I have had to stare blankly at the shattered bits of my heart one too many times. YET. I keep moving forward.
It seems as if every time I think I am beyond repair, God does a new thing. He puts me back together differently than the last time. One small improvement at a time. A different perspective. A new way of seeing things. There is always a smooth transition from shatteredness to being healed.
There have been SO many times when I have just wanted the world to stop. Let me off the merry-go-round please. One thing after another. Failure after mistake. Wrong turns at every corner. Yet God always seems to be there at the dead ends. He takes my shattered pieces and puts me back together better than before.
I as sit here today, contemplating the next great adventure, I am filled with anticipation. I have always traveled the road with the skinny dirt path. I love new things. I like to explore new places. My soul is at peace when new things are on the horizon. In my recent season I have been in some uncharted waters. I have had to make some pretty big decsions on my own and I feel I have grown alot
I will continue down the dirt path.
I will do the next right thing.
I will continue to
PRAY. TRUST. WAIT.