i think it’s funny how the life happens. we strive to fill our days with purpose and direction, but sometimes what our souls really need is rest. space to breathe and become someone new. and then, when we’re least expecting it, a friendship we’ve allowed to fade is reborn, built anew.
it’s beautiful how redemption whispers hope into our weary souls.
redemption in the form of a familiar face, a giggling babe, the perfect sky-blue day. when we’re waist-deep in dark waters and the sun starts to shine again. because the lord is so, so good to us. he knows when we’ve had just enough pain and hardship, and he gives us glimpses of heaven on earth.
i ran into my middle school best friend, and we decided to get breakfast this morning. and that time together was so sweet and pure and good for the soul because we spoke of Jesus and the passing of time. we laughed and shared stories and i was reminded of how beautiful redemption is. how much community can restore the dusty corners of my heart and soul. when i was least expecting it, the Lord wrote a familiar face back into my story. and the beauty and grace that she brought to my life was a reminder of His goodness.
when things fall apart, take heart. the one who authors our stories is working beneath the surface. creating new life when all we see is wreckage and ash. beauty beneath the surface-that’s just how sneaky and special and awesome our God is.
today i was reminded of the ways God restores broken relationships and turns our stories into songs of His grace. i remembered how i prayed and fasted for godly community in this city, and He not only gave me new friends, but he led me into the arms of an old friend, too. how redemptive and grace-filled. it makes me think about my life verses:
“He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim freedom from the captives and release from darkness for the prisoners, to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor and the day of vengeance of our God, to comfort all who mourn, and provide for those who grieve in Zion-to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of joy instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair. They will be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the Lord for the display of his splendor.” Isaiah 61:1b-3
How great is our God.