and not just because it’s early on saturday morning. this undoing is the slow unraveling of everything i once held close to my chest. it’s the quiet whisper of One asking me to hand over expectations and beliefs and doubt, leaving me tangled in the debris.
but it’s a hopeful debris.
i think back on these past few weeks – i’m not sure why i hesitate with faith. probably because my knee jerk reaction is to wonder what’s on the other side, what fist is about to fall.. . ...
you would think, by now, i’d be used to the crushing. but i know from others’ experiences that really, this is just the beginning. crushing means finding gems in the dust.
crushing means starting from scratch – a new beginning.and in a weird way, this undoing is just about the most invigorating thing i’ve ever experienced because i know only He can untangle the messy pieces. for this reason, i may be undone but i’m so thankful i’m held in His hand.
Isaiah 49:16 "See, I have written your name on the palms of my hands".Blessings
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