Standing before me is a mountain I have never asked to climb. It isn’t one I want to die on, nor is it one I’d like the world to witness. But lo and behold, here we all are standing before mountains we never asked for and lives we never envisioned, with troubles at every valley and short-lived glory at the peaks. And the wind. It … Continue reading The Wind
Starting is the hardest part. The unknown frustrates me. The fear is tempted to spread like wildfire. I’m tempted to run. If we’ve ever had a lengthy conversation, you’ll know that I am a processor. I never respond without thought. I almost always keep my opinion to myself unless it’s warranted, and I feel safe enough to share it. Writing everything out feels like the … Continue reading Behind & Before
I came across a photo on Instagram with the caption, “The delay does not mean that He will not make mountains move.”
I wouldn’t consider this moment in time as a delay. It feels more like an inconvenient time wrapped up in a trying of patience. It feels like waiting is a tortuous game, patience is a taunt.
But the delay does not mean that he will not make mountains move. Do you believe that?
Do you know who bought you? And do you know at what cost? Continue reading “Bought”
