This is a year for honesty. I’m getting really honest this year unlike ever before.
Secrets are getting unearthed, lies are getting uprooted like weeds in a garden of beauty where death and destruction have no place.
I’m taking steps towards freedom.
And freedom always has a cost.
There will be a price for this freedom. But I’m fortunate to be in a brand new place where barely anyone knows me and I don’t have any expectations to live up to.
Believe me…that in itself is crazy freeing.
It’s time to dive into the mess and focus on rebuilding. On restoring.
There is a time for everything. A season for everything under Heaven.
a time to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;
a time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to break down, and a time to build up;
a time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
a time to seek, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
a time to tear, and a time to sew;
a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
a time to love, and a time to hate;
a time for war, and a time for peace.
The time is now for so many things. And the time isn’t now for so many others.
Change is good. And a change of scenery is a catalyst for so much more change.
So here I am. Not quite myself. Not quite who I want to be.
Just someone in between.
Ready to dive into the deep and sacrifice who I think I should be so I can reclaim who I am.
With peace and grace as my promises and Christ as my guide, I’ll embark on this journey.
And I will walk it alone. Because no one else can journey with me to the depths.
But Jesus will. And He’ll lead me back.
And for freedom, I will be free.