Welcome Back!

 Six years ago, when I announced that I was ending my weekly devotionals here on this blog, I never thought I would be returning to it. God blessed me early in life with the gift of writing. First as an outlet for the things I did not dare say out loud and then as a means of nurturing and growing my faith. A few friends asked me to share my weekly musings with them and the next thing I know I had my own personal ministry to anyone God led to this blog. I stopped because I was struggling to write anything I felt was meaningful and I thought I had written everything God wanted me to share. At the same time, God was calling me to a new adventure in creating a unique grief program which I ran for several years. I thought I knew where I was going in life and what my future would be and then March 2020 happened and everything changed. My life has been surviving one crisis after another for the past 3-1/2 years and I find myself a little lost, well actually, a lot lost, and desperately trying to hold onto the peace and joy that is only found in Jesus and I’m failing miserably at it.

So here I am, keyboard under my fingertips and tapping out what is on my mind and in my heart in the hope that maybe God might just bring something wonderful out if it, a seed of truth that will grow into a flourishing garden of hope that brings peace and joy. These last three years, I’ve made it through a depressive episode, a mysterious medical issue, my father’s death and taking on the care of my elderly mother, as well as a sudden unexpected career change. Now my mother’s health is declining fast and I’ve got no fight left in me to pull me through. And while that would be a concern for some, I feel a sense of relief in this, knowing that in my weakness, God’s strength abounds. I don’t have to hold it together because he is and that gives me hope because he won’t fail. God is stronger than life’s challenges. I may come out of this all dinged up, but I will come out of it into a new day where he already is. This current trial is temporary. Someday, I will be on the other side of it and be able to look back and see how God carried me through it all and I am already grateful. And in that gratitude, his peace embraces my soul.

Wherever you are in your faith journey, no matter the circumstance, however strong or weak you may feel, I hope you know that God is holding it all together for you.