With the holiday season in full swing, it is hard for me not to think about how things will be next year. Instead of waking up christmas morning with my sisters to see what’s under the tree I will be gone in another country celebrating with my new world race family. I can’t help but think about how I won’t be with my family and friends back home during the time of year that you’re supposed to be. It is almost too difficult to comprehend how different things are going to be. I have this overwhelming bittersweet feeling that constantly seems to be covering me. However, while I can’t imagine Christmas without my family and friends, I am so excited to see what the Lord has planned for me with my new family on the world race next year. I truly believe that the world race is going to open my eyes to so many new things.
It is so easy for me to get caught up in the sadness of it all, all the things that are going to be different. But I am so incredibly excited to be broken into a thousand pieces. As weird as that sounds, I can’t wait to be taken out of my comfort zone and for everything to be different. I think it is when you are broken into so many pieces that God puts you back together into the person he wants you to be. I want to be so lost in God’s love that I never come out of it. I want to surrender everything to his hands. Yes, some days all the new and different things are going to be too much to handle, that’s inevitable. But God never promised us that a life with Him would be easy, He just promised it would be worth it.
So as I try to remind myself that change is good and that it’s all apart of God’s plan, I pray that God can mold me into the person he wants me to be. I pray that God completely shatters my life so that he may put me back together again. I want to be broken for God. Sweetly Broken. God called me out of death and into life. Not just to live any life, but a life for him.
