The LORD is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him, and I am helped. My heart leaps for joy and I will give thanks to him in song. -Psalm 28:7
While I try to keep my actual singing to a minimum (unless I’m in the car and Turnpike Troubadours is playing, in which case you can count on me belting EVERY WORD), I do know that this blog often serves as my “song” of praise to the Lord.
And so while my heart is torn with decisions and prospects of the next season of life (goodness gracious, I’ve never known such angst), I do know that the Lord is my strength and my shield, eager to protect and help me.
And so while I have no fresh words to say (I’ve totally exhausted those closest to me with my indecision and tears), I do know that I have joy because of what the Lord has taught me since moving to Texas from Florida.
Thank you, impossible, for increasing my reliance on Grace to do you.
Thank you, soft heart, for being sensitive and breakable despite the world’s desire to make you otherwise.
Thank you, purity, for being worth fighting for.
Thank you, emptiness, for providing the space in me to be filled.
Thank you, breakdowns, for all of your many lessons.
Thank you, Texas, for how you’ve changed me forever.
Thank you, singleness, for deepening my faith right now.
And so while I have no idea where the destination will ultimately leave me, I do know that I give thanks for the journey and where it has taken me.
Thank you, Lord, for this part of the journey.