my blog hasn't changed since i began on this site 4 years ago. that's pretty representative of me, actually.
however, lately, i've been purging and rearranging and changing stuff - from my wedding comforter to the pictures on the walls to furniture pieces to the junk that i have everywhere. thankfully my husband doesn't mind me giving away all these things, although, my mother doesn't always want to be the recipent either. but it's been great - a real sense of something good...
i want a redesign. something inside me is stirring and itching my comfortableness and making me want to DO something.
maybe it's nesting. i've been "laboring" with our adoption for 19 months now.
maybe it's culture cursing. i have had a hard time wanting much that is socially normal lately.
maybe it's old age. i was laid out with a pulled back last week - how bad am i going to feel in 10 years?!
maybe it's the Spirit. am i receiving you, Lord, on the right frequency?
ever since Guatemala, i've been wrestling with myself, with my life, with my past, with my future, with who God has called me to be. and even with the discomfort of the discord, there has been peace!
i look at what i think, say, do, and wonder - is this really all i can do with myself? of course, the answer always comes back no. and it's not a scary thing, it's an exciting one...but unknown nonetheless.
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however, lately, i've been purging and rearranging and changing stuff - from my wedding comforter to the pictures on the walls to furniture pieces to the junk that i have everywhere. thankfully my husband doesn't mind me giving away all these things, although, my mother doesn't always want to be the recipent either. but it's been great - a real sense of something good...
i want a redesign. something inside me is stirring and itching my comfortableness and making me want to DO something.
maybe it's nesting. i've been "laboring" with our adoption for 19 months now.
maybe it's culture cursing. i have had a hard time wanting much that is socially normal lately.
maybe it's old age. i was laid out with a pulled back last week - how bad am i going to feel in 10 years?!
maybe it's the Spirit. am i receiving you, Lord, on the right frequency?
ever since Guatemala, i've been wrestling with myself, with my life, with my past, with my future, with who God has called me to be. and even with the discomfort of the discord, there has been peace!
i look at what i think, say, do, and wonder - is this really all i can do with myself? of course, the answer always comes back no. and it's not a scary thing, it's an exciting one...but unknown nonetheless.
so, as i attempt to lasso my thoughts and put them under the pen, i shall make a conscious effort to seek, be aware, and be intentional about redesign. starting simply with my "quest" - cause that's easy, just a click of a mouse.
the rest of the changes won't be so easy, but they'll be beautiful none-the-less.
i am the clay. You are the potter.
Here i am Lord.