Moments were hard this week.
The kind of hard that made me email friends from home for help. And sharing felt good, and made me feel heard and validated and loved… and made me grateful for friendships that meet me halfway. Moments of raising my white flag and asking for grace… grace moments are the best.
This weeks moments were miles spent on morning runs. Talking about every-thing, and talking about no-thing. There were moments of slight panic while being lost in our new city, because of all the things.
Morning Mourning Moments were filled with instant coffee and podcasts from home. The feelings of every morning moment filled pages upon pages in my journal. Moments of grief and lamentation, and laying down my life, and long term investments.
Dear, Redeemer Nashville…thank you.
There were sweet moments too.
The moment when, because of time zones, my parents and I sang Chris Tomlin's arrangement of "amazing grace" at (I'm choosing to believe) exactly the same time.
Moments of laughter, genuine laughter, with my team.
The patience the girls at the cafe have with me while practicing Thai… I am hereby convinced our mouths are not anatomically the same!
And Proverbs 9:6 moments.
Learn to be wise.
Learning moments…I am learning.
Learning to be wise. Learning to live well. Learning to love well and speak grace and do right… but mostly, I am just learning to love Him. Because…He loves me.
And He loves me enough to speak to me. To speak words that bring hope and help exactly when I need hope and help, and He loves me even when the moments are hard.
Beautiful, difficult-sweet-learning moments of week five. For these moments, I give thanks.
