Sweetly Broken

I sit in front of my computer, my phone resting silently on the desk. Let me process to you. In preparation for leading worship, I have been going over the list of necessary tasks before 9 o'clock tomorrow morning. With the shadow of my upcoming graduation party looming over me, I feel... like a storm is about to hit, or I'm about to cross over onto an unseen plateau where sweet waters fall and pool around giant mossy rocks, and the sun strikes with a tender warmth, as if it is smiling.

Yet the past few months have been the craziest and most difficult season of my life.

Coming from a place where everything was secure, taken for granted, even boring at times, to a place where literally everything I love is being taken or shaken. Yet this one thing remains;

His love never fails, it never gives up, it never runs out on me. It says steadfast and faithful to the end. He comes when I least expect him, and allows things to happen that I never knew were possible. He gives, and He takes away. And in the confusion and the trials and the AAAARRRRGGGGG times of life, I choose to love Him, because He loves me first, always, FOREVER.

The winds and waves of life feel terrible, no doubt. They shake us. They test us. They change who we are, and bring out the gold that is and always has been inside of us. They are necessary to the growth of a Christian, and should be embraced as part of Daddy's beautiful process of refining our hearts. It's one thing to say that as I used to; when I thought a storm was having a tough week. It's a totally different thing to say that when everything you know is going away, and only Jesus Christ is staying with you through it all. And as the waves get taller, His still voice draws me nearer. He pulls me to a friendship deeper than I thought was possible. And He delights in me.

He is my love!
He is my passion!
He is what I live for!
He is what I long for!
He is the fire that burns inside!

He is my EVERYTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!