It feels like a new season for my family.
For the longest time, I felt broken. I guess it was really only two and a half years, but they were very hard years. Some of the hardest I’ve faced in my life.
And coming out of a dark season, I’ve seen that “it is for freedom that Christ has set us free,” (Galatians 5:1). I feel like I’m walking in that freedom. I want to share it… but when fingers hit keyboard, I struggle to translate all God’s done in my heart.
There were issues of forgiveness I never before faced. Issues of trust. Fears. Pride.
I obviously can’t say I’ve got anything down pat, but I can look at a broken life given wholeness in Christ. A broken life finding wholeness in Christ.
And when I didn’t think I could cross bridges, He prodded me forward, while restoring my joy.
So that now, when I crush squishy baby cheeks against my own, her squealing in delight, I know that my cup runneth over… a time of refreshing has come.
I drink deeply,
And pour out.