I watched in my rearview mirror as the sun set painting the sky the most beautiful shades of orange, pink, and purple. Simultaneously the purple and blue in front of me began to get deeper and deeper as if welcoming me into a lullaby and I got to watch the moonrise. With the sunset in my mirror and the moonrise in my view, I thought of what this day means to me. I thought of the moments I have had like today. Moments that were big transitions [like my first day at Grace Bible College.] Moments that I thought would be big transitions but turned out to be mistakes [like that time I “moved” to Pittsburgh.] Moments that were for a season [like living in Newaygo.] I moved to Newaygo a little less than one year ago. I found community and family and love and ministry. I found comfort and calm. I found out what it really meant to be lonely and afraid. But more importantly than that, in the midst of all of those things I found a Voice.
A Voice that started as a whisper.
A Voice that reminded me who I am and Who created me.
A Voice that showed me that He never leaves me.
A Voice that taught me to be strong when I think I am weak.
A Voice that fought for me to overcome.
A Voice that spoke softly to my heart about injustice and oppression.
Today was the day that I moved out of Newaygo and back to my parent’s house… officially. And as I watched the sun setting on the horizon I looked a the promise that the moon brought. When the sun goes down things change. There is a nightlife to the world that gets brought out. There is a very spiritual nightlife that comes out as well. Personally, when it is dark outside is when I have the biggest struggles. There is just something about the darkness that awakens this spiritual battle. Something inside that says we can’t or don’t need to fight it because the sun is asleep. Something inside that says if it is dark, and no one can see what you are doing… it’s okay. But that is not the kind of darkness I felt awaken tonight. As I watched the moon rise from the eastern horizon I was filled with hope. It’s reflection of the sun is glorious and gorgeous tonight. Beaming with hope. Radiating life. Emitting peace. As I watched this sunset/moonrise I thought of the words to say in this blog, knowing that it would be written. But there really are no words. I just know that seeing that beautiful creation of my beautiful God almost made me cry as I was driving. The feeling I have in my heart is that everything will be okay. Tonight I am not worrying about my financial situation with the Race. God has that one in the bag. Tonight I am resting in thanksgiving, adoration, and praise to my Creator. my Savior. my Abba.
I hope you find rest today or tonight or tomorrow or next year… whenever you read this.
even the sunshine needs to sleep, but that is no reason to be overcome by the darkness.
all my love,
-A
