A journal entry from a few weeks ago – it's pretty encouraging to me.
Oh funk.
It sits and swells in waves.
But all the while, I know you sit across from me. Face to face.
I seek you and compassion sees me with your eyes.
And your posture welcomes my messes.
Yes, messy is nothing new.
I've got you.
So lift your face.
Smile, you're not stuck.
You're in a funk as you like to term it. But you're here. Here.
And Here is where I am too.
Find me in it.
Find me Here.
And never fear that this is where we are. Together.
In the mess. and all the messes.
I like to meet Papa, like many of the millennial evangelicals (haha) in coffeeshops. And sometimes he blesses me like this conversation, like he's in the chair across from me. Hope it greets you with encouragement for the day.
