I know it's been a couple weeks since I've written. I've got a lot on my heart these days, but right now it's just between me and the Lord. He's teaching me. And speaking to my heart. And reminding me once again that it's His timing...not mine.
Because I forget. My flesh forgets that His beauty looks different than mine. My flesh forgets that His timing is perfect. My flesh forgets that He is the creator of time and the sun sets and the moon rises on His call.
And that's why I wouldn't trade His timing, His ways, His plans, His beauty.
For now, I'll leave you with a new blog header and pic of this broken writer who is continually learning what it means to love Jesus and share the story He is writing. I am thankful God can and does use this small corner of the world to encourage and challenge and teach and share. But I want it to be His words, not mine.
So thank you for allowing me time. And if you would, pray that Jesus might help me to rest in the truth that I so frequently write about here...that He does indeed make everything beautiful in its time.