Sermon in a Box. (Well, actually it's a rectangle.)

Epilogue: Closing the Book on Chapters in Life.

Sometimes I think of life being like the Bible.
Heretical? Maybe.

There are a lot of chapters that make up the seasons. Books that make up the periods. And that adds up to compilation a called the book of life.

All that being said, I think I've just written the epilogue in the book entitled, I-just-finished-college-and-I-am-not-really-sure-what's-next-so-I-will-continue-to-live-like-I'm-still-in-college.

Not that I have had the epiphany of what to do next. But I am truly tired of waiting for the next thing.
This is where I am at and I've got to start enjoying it because life is a vapor. Yet, I still have the responsibility to plan and pursue future things

While I would like it to be marriage and kids. And would really like to start a mom blog and post pictures of what I baked this morning and the latest art project. I truly believe that that is what God has in store for me- and most people (well, maybe the mom-blog isn't for everyone). Listen to Al Mohler. He just might convince you.

But in the mean time, I really would like to spend more time on the things I really believe are God-given gifts...like writing and art. And to keep pursuing entrepreneurial doors to see what He might have for me there.

I love this blog. Because parts of it are broken. And other parts are beautiful.
Super melodramatic, I know.
Not to mention the fact that it's sole beginning was because all English majors have blogs. See first post.
I guess we will see what God has in store for this blog too. Because I think it could be something more useful than what it is now.

Now that I am beginning the next book, creatively entitled: Bloom Where You Are Planted, I am excited to see what the chapters will hold.

Learning How to Breathe Again.

Probably since my last blog post until just recently, I have been holding my breath under water. Because I am crazy like that. I hold it all in (and away from God) until I can’t take it any longer. Breathe any longer. Ridiculous, I know. 

We all have to come up for oxygen sometime. 

It was Saturday for me. 

Much has gone in my world from April until now. I cannot even begin to scratch the surface. And the past four months it was ME carry the weight of it. (And water can be heavy when your dragging buckets of it.) 

Skipping to another analogy: it’s like when your coaching basketball and you see your weary, discouraged team, where nothing positive is happening, and you go back to the fundamentals- the basics. 

I sat that Saturday on my couch all alone in my empty house, thinking to myself, why am I not WINNING?

I had lost sight of the goal- the gospel. I had lost sight of the fundamentals- the deep prayers and Bible reading and fellowship with God. But now I see.

Honestly, some things are still discouraging and draining, but I see, now that I’m above water, that He is able. He is able to do not just exceedingly, but also abundantly beyond all that I (we) ask or think. 

Just watch. 

“And He is able to make all grace abound to you, so that always having all sufficiency in everything, you may have an abundance for every good deed.”

Second Corinthians 9:8.

Feels so good to be writing again.

Just ignore the typo-s.