Hi it’s me, Despite the lack of post, I made it to twenty-seventeen. Sorry I went all Kim K on you, going radio silent for a little. One of the biggest reasons I started this thing wasn’t to show you where I find my clothes, but rather to share my raw unfiltered life behind the 1 by 1 inch square, perfectly curated to match my Instagram feed. I always want to be transparent about what the Lord is teaching me and where He’s calling me. I will be the first to admit, that spelling, grammar and MLA format are not my forte, so just hang with me.
I’ve probably re-written this post ten times, and honestly I don’t know why it’s been so dang hard to reflect on last year. Probably because i’m human and want everything that’s fleeting and temporary. I want to clinch anything that is good and joyful and easy and keep it forever and ever. Yes I said it, easy. Being comfortable, i’ve learned, is one of the most dangerous places to be.
Life last year was great. I pretty much sprinted away from 2015 by the end of the year like everyone else. I wanted new, I wanted fresh, I wanted easy, and that’s what I got. Don’t get me wrong, not every day in 2016 was glamorous and dang were there tough moments but overall I could have lived in those 12 months for the rest of my life and have been perfectly content. 2016 was a year of reaping what I sowed, of seeing so many things come to fruition that i’ve prayed for my whole life. I was seeing hard work and skill practice pay off and I was the healthiest i've ever been, physically, spiritually and emotionally. I was surrounded by some of the most incredible people i’ve ever met. I found a church that stole my heart and got to be apart of watching God change lives first hand. I ran a half marathon- something I never thought I would do. I stood at an alter watching friends make a covenant before God and marrying the love of their lives. This season was precious and I didn’t want to let go, but I knew if I wanted to grow I had to leave the comfort and keep going.
Comfort. I crave it. The people pleaser side of me loves knowing everything in my world is alright. But “alright” is relative. Nothing is truly going to be alright this side of heaven, because it’s broken. "So extreme," I know, but it's true. As believers, it's because of Jesus and the word of God that we know everything will be "alright." The reality is, when I chose to follow the Lord, not just believe, but follow Him and lay my life down that meant surrendering the comfort. Just hear me out on this. The God that sent His Son to die on a cross to save you and me didn’t call us to a comfortable life. He called us to a life of surrender. Galatians 2:20 " I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I now live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me."
Hear me when I say, I'm the queen of comfort. I live an incredibly blessed life and often times I find myself way too wrapped up in the cushion. I've found when I take the risk, and break outside of this space is when I learn more of who Jesus is, and who I am in Him. It's here that I'm reminded of my purpose on this earth and it's here that I grow to be more deeply and passionately in love with the author and creator of my life.
I’m not saying that God doesn’t give us sweet gifts and seasons of rest, but it’s what we do with those seasons that matter. It’s a dangerous place to stay where we’re comfortable and dang have I been convicted of that lately. Ironically enough, my word or “phrase” of the year for 2016 was "Calling over Comfort.” I clearly needed to be reminded lately of why it is i’m here and the purpose that i’ve been called to. I haven't come close to grasping what it looks like to fully surrender the comforts of this world and it will be something i'm constantly striving towards for the rest of my life. What I do know is it may be a new year, but the purpose stands the same. Our calling is and will always be more satisfying than comfort.
Love you Guys,