roots.

"We are not necessarily doubting that God will do the best for us; we are wondering how painful the best will turn out to be." — C.S. Lewis

I really should not be blogging right now; instead I should be on my way to work; but the thoughts are itching and scratching at the surface...

I saw this quote from a friend, and I thought to myself...

"I have committed to myself in wanting what is best; God's best for my life. But it hadn't crossed my mind that it would have to be painful in the process."

Wow. How had that not crossed my mind?

Because right now... at times, it is so painful, and I wonder if the best really IS worth it... when, I don't even know what I'm waiting for.

I look at this current situation of my heart... and yes, it has taken my breath away too many times, I lost track. But it was all for bringing out the best in me; making me better in the long run. And it was painful. But it birthed something new, something fully alive.

So... was it worth it?

Yes.

I can look back to where I used to be, and think... "Wow. Look how far I have come! Look how my heart has changed."

And with that I should be saying, "the pain was worth it." But I sometimes want to forget the pain and think it was nothing at all.

And what I'm dealing with at this moment, I think to myself... "This is so hard. What am I waiting for? Everyone keeps telling me to not wait around for it to happen... don't let something else pass you by... I don't know if it's even worth it..."

But even so, with my heart in pain, I say... "This is it. This is what I have been waiting for. But, it's not mine yet. I have to wait. And that hurts. It is painful. But I am hopeful. I don't have any idea why, but I am. Am I foolish? Only time will tell. But I don't think so. Why I feel so strongly is beyond my comprehension at this point. I just have faith. And because I want the best, this will be one of the most painful experiences--because of the wait. More and more waiting. Hoping. Trusting. And with that, I could get tremendously hurt. But I have a stronger relationship with God than ever before. HE has captured my heart once again. I know he won't let me fall. He loves me. Beyond anything. Beyond reason. He didn't promise this life to be easy. But he is good. He is wild. He wants what is best for me, and it's going to be painful to get where I need to be. It has already been so. But he knows the desires of my heart. He knows the path on which I take I want to glorify him. He knows that I long for a husband. He knows. And since I want the best he has... this isn't going to be easy. Another is involved. And if he isn't complying, well, I think it will be even harder. Even longer the wait. Should I give up? Do I look foolish? Maybe to most. But there's just something that I can't look away from. There's just something there. And, it is going to be painful to watch it walk away from me time and time again. To have to wait for him to notice me. To have him see something worth pursuing. Sometimes, you don't see something that is right there in front of you because you aren't even looking. I know in some way, what it feels like to be that jilted lover, like God is to us. It hurts. It's painful. But the reward will come in the end."

... I've planted the seed. It's growing roots. Soon enough, it will bloom. And the pain it went through won't look so bad through the beauty it will reveal.

article:waiting

http://www.kyria.com/topics/spiritualformation/theologyspiritualissues/mind0415.html?start=3

...And as long as there's life in my heart, I know I can keep waiting and trusting and hoping for the day when God will bring answers to the deeper questions I'm wrestling with.

Learn to rest.

"Cease striving and know that I am God" (Psalm 46:10, NASB). I can't count how many times that verse has made me stop in my tracks and realize that all my hard work and all the self-help books in the world will never bring about the kind of lasting change I long to see in my life. And it takes God speaking those simple words for me to realize, again, that instead of laying out ten quick steps to becoming a godlier woman, instead of burdening me with more that I need to do, God is instead inviting me to rest. He's instead calling me into relationship with him, inviting me to get to know his heart and his character. He's instead speaking to me of his love, of his delight in me, of his desire to sit with me for awhile and talk.

I'm so good at letting the trap of busyness consume me, at working tirelessly at every area in my life that I'm not satisfied with. But it's only when I step back from all that hard work and finally rest that my thirsty soul is actually satisfied, and that peace and balance are restored to my striving, unrestful spirit.

"Cease striving and know that I am God." Okay, Jesus, I will.

Yes, the season of waiting is difficult. But our roots go down deep as we wait and trust and hope in God. So whether you're waiting for guidance in a major decision, or waiting for a broken heart to heal, or waiting for love, or waiting for a clear career path to unfold, know that Jesus longs to walk with you right here, right now.

"This resurrection life you received from God is not a timid, grave-tending life. It's adventurously expectant, greeting God with a child-like 'What's next, Papa?'" (Romans 8, The Message)

Expectant. Hopeful. Confident. Now that's what I want to be known for in my season of waiting.

the waking bloom: waiting in stillness

Progress.

I was reminded tonight of the "waking bloom" inside of me.

He has made everything beautiful in its time.- Ecc. 3:11

In order to find the beauty, you must let life happen; you can't make it happen. You'll miss the point in waiting.

my bloom is being cultivated.

it's growing, yes.

it's also dying from its old ways.

so the new can transform beneath.

it's all about transformation.

and that takes time.

we can't rush the process.

if we do, we won't be ready.

I'm not ready yet.

I opened the door to my waiting period.

I planted the seeds to grow.

Now I'm waiting.

I've only just begun.

I'm discovering. It's a wintery season. But I take heart.

Because I know spring will soon come.

I must wait it out.

And when the right time comes.

...it will spring forth new life.

A transformation into something beautiful.

and it was all in its time.

I can't wait.

But I can.

I'm waiting for the best...

...for the best is yet to come.

"Something to be excited for... we will hopefully all wake up and change; ready to fly away upon release." -him

"Yes, I like that. It makes me excited..."-Me

"The waking bloom."- him

"You remembered..."-Me

...many waters cannot quench the love I have for you.

never forget.

the long way around

I love books.

I love the time I actually have TO read them.

Well, ...maybe it's more like... I should be doing other things with my time,

but... I feel this is necessary.

And it will only improve my time when I have it.

I hope.

I finally picked up "Sacred Romance" by Eldredge. I let out a quiet "yay" in the library at school when I found it. I finished reading "Waking the Dead" last week. I think I've read all of his books. Oh, I also read "Epic" in one sitting by him, haha. I love it.

So, I have yet to start that one, but I randomly, or as I like to say... not-so-randomly found this book called "When the Heart Waits," by Sue Kidd. Classic. Now ya wonder why THAT one stuck out to me? ha ha.

I love it already.

She writes about her mid-life crisis, but it's no different than the period I'm in now.

She realized God was showing her that she needed to be still in her waiting.

That by building her 'cocoon,' something beautiful and wonderful will form underneath.

From the outside perspective, you can't see what's happening inside.

But you're conscious of it. You are aware.

But you have to be patient.

You have to wait.

You have to be still.

Because when the right time comes, a beautiful butterfly will transform.

It will spread its wings.

It will fly.

p20. "God is offering an invitation. A call to waiting. A call to the mysteries of the cocoon. I discovered that in the spiritual life, the long way around is the saving way. It isn't the quick and easy religion we're accustomed to. It's deep and difficult-- a way that leads into the vortex of the soul where we touch God's transformative powers. But we have to be patient. We have to let go and tap our creative stillness. Most of all, we have to trust that our scarred hearts really do have wings."

p43. "To create newness you have to cover the soul and let grace rise. You must come to the place where there's nothing to do but brood, as God brooded over the deep, and pray and be still and trust that the holiness that ferments the galaxies is working in you too. Only wait...

And somehow the transformation you knew would never come, that impossible plumping of fresh life and revelation, does come. It manifests itself in unseen slowness. So it would happen to me and so it will happen to all who set out to knead their pain and wounds, their hopes and hungers, into bread. Waiting is the yeasting of the human soul."

I guess this will be more a journal for me. Well, it is anyway. And it's so much faster to type than write it all out. ;)

I can relate to what she means by the butterfly. I have had dreams about colorful butterflies before... and I knew at the time it meant my heart was transforming... it wasn't all for nothing. The waiting... I was only just beginning...

And now, I have felt that wintery season is still upon me. I'm still waiting to see the blossoms from the covered seeds that are deep within the ground. Spring will come... and in my wait, something beautiful will come from it. But I can't rush it. I can't fast-forward the waiting period. I will miss something. There is always beauty in the wait.

I just have to remember that.

While my heart waits.

For something unseen...

[[writing about the bulbs of daffodils]]

p46. "I was struck by how extraordinary their feat really was --those delicate shoots breaking through the soil, through all the darkness I'd heaped on them. I wondered if that was the same mystery going on in the soil of my own life. Was there a truer, more whole self buried in me under layers of heaped darkness? Was I being asked to break through the layers of my false selves and let the True Self emerge?"

p47. "God calls us to tend what lies seeded in the soul, this kernel of our truest nature--the God-image or True Self."

"There is something in the soul which is only God. I can't think of anything that creates such a feeling of awe in me." -Eckhart

"We are to grow up in every way into...Christ." -Eph 4:15

"Throughout our lives we create patterns of living that obscure this identity [of being like Christ]. We heap on the darkness, constructing a variety of false selves. We become adept at playing games, wearing masks as if life were a masquerade party. This can go on for a long while. But eventually the music of the True Self seeks us out. Sooner or later [often in mid-life], we're summoned back to the garden. We're called to soul-work."

p48. "...the soul was like a precious field from which we must 'root out the useless grasses, thorns, and briars' in order to reveal the beauty of God's image glistening in the soil. To Hildegard, sin was failing to care for the soul, failing to water it and give it what she called 'greening power.' The saddest thing, to Hildegard, was a 'drooping soul.'"

Why worry?
I know...
I know what you need,
and when you need it.


...Sometimes the very thing you're looking for is the one thing you can't see.

make like houdini

I can be over it
I can be over you.
But I really don't want to
When all you have to do
Is say my name
And look at me that way.
I don't wanna be over it
I don't wanna be over you.
But I gotta move on
So someone else can see
What you didn't want to.

I love when I come across others thoughts that I so needed to read.

This part comes from Mrs Leslie M, and her always timely thoughts.

"For example, if you are a guy and there is a girl who is all over you, always around you, incessently talking to you and desperate for your attention... it is highly unlikely that romance will bud. However, if there is a girl who has mystery, who has kept you at a distance, who doesn't feel the need to flaunt herself and isn't desperate for your attention... she is almost irresistible. Playing "hard to get" is almost always a sure bet that attention will follow...."

Yeah, this reads a "hello Lauren.... what have you been thinking?"

I have been that girl, always there, always available, always seeking attention.

And it is against everything I believe in.

But I do it... why?

....I think I figured out that, I've been at both opposite extremes, but never finding a real balance.

I've been that girl who has been quiet, mysterious, slow to open, and no one has pursued.

I've been that girl who has been outgoing, talkative, open, and no one has pursued.

I've been that girl... who has so wanted someone to see who I am--that I've been too open, honest, and revealing before the right time.

But it's not easy to refrain when you click with someone, and you just want the friendship to flow into a relationship.

But I haven't allowed myself to be hidden enough... for him TO pursue.

To want to know more about me, to want to know what drives my heart, because he already knows it.

I give too much away, too soon.

I should be so hidden in God, that a man would have to seek him to find me.

So, here's my heart. I'm going to be in hiding for some time.

Until the right one seeks God with all his heart,

In order to find mine.

Keep praying for me... to keep this vow. To keep growing, loving, pursuing a sweet, precious relationship with the Lord... and that in all my desires and wants, he holds, he hides, until it's ready.

Until it's the right time for love to awaken.

And I won't have to be a babbling brook for him to notice me,

But quiet waters, for him to seek and draw out, and find comfort in.

I pray for him. I pray even more for his heart during this time.

love.

If I don't say it enough, I want to say it right now. My friends & family: you all mean so much to me, every one of you. The ones who bring me laughter & joy; the ones who challenge me to be a better woman in the Lord; the ones who take care of me & lend an ear. Life is like a vapor; here one moment, gone the next. For... every last one of you, I love you & I don't take you for granted. [1 John 4:7]

I'm so used to feeling [this]; I wonder how it even surprises me anymore. Good girls seem to finish last.... to whatever is left...

You like her over me.

Surprise.

You want that girl over me.

Surprise.

You want someone easy over me.

Surprise.

You want that? Really.

should I be surprised at myself?

not that he was ever mine to begin with...

but that a quiet sigh of relief has come across me?

As to this, I'm used to.

Being the last one standing...

Always questioning what could be wrong...

but realizing that everything is right where it needs to be.

I'm right where I need to be.

He's off liking someone else.

Well okay.

My heart says it's unfair.

My mind says it's unfair.

But God's ways are just.

He knows...

The best is yet to come.

I want his best. over anything.

Even this.

What I think I need.

What I think I want.

I want HIS best.

because I fall so short of choosing that for myself.

it's better to wait and discover

all that is in store

than to leap at all the presents

when I could have waited

for the very right one for me

that was hidden

that I didn't see

but I chose something else.

because I couldn't wait.

but that's not how this is going to turn out.

this time.

I'm waiting.

for the best.

reading.reflection

I just read this wonderful post.

I love when writing affects me in this way.

Zephaniah 3:17~"The LORD your God is with you, he is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing."

"If our attention is on who or what we want rather than on God's desire for us, we will miss out on hearing his best for us..."

Our confidence and our hope should come from who we are in Christ— firstand foremost. It's what you and I simply must cling to, so that we are not living in despair and so that our lives (hearts and minds) will be open and free to be available for what God wants to do in and through our lives. I know it is hard. I am there right now, too. But I must tell you that in this dry season, long though it may be, I have grown closer in my walk with the Lord. And he has worked in my life to correct and to change, to push me out of my comfort zone and to help others. What a source of comfort and hope he is to me in times when I am weak and feel unloved! I am thankful for how he has blessed my life and drawn me closer to him during this time period. Whether or not you are being pursued, whether or not you have a boyfriend, whether or not you are on the track to getting married, it does not define who you are or your value or what your purpose is here on earth. Remember that. Remember that you are created in God's image. I'll say it again: He made you in his image (Genesis 1:26-27). He sent his Son to earth for you (John 1:1-4). He has pursued you since the beginning of time and continues to constantly pursue YOU and wants relationship with you and desires to show you his love (Zephaniah 3:17). Believe that. Savor it. Hold on to it each and every time you feel frustrated and dejected as a single woman. God loves you, he has a plan for you (even when you don't understand—Ecclesiastes 11:5) and he is working it out for his good so that he may be glorified in you. Let his light shine in your life, and I promise you that you will most definitely feel loved and will certainly glow. ....my gum tastes like your cigar.

these.days

"Is it any wonder that I feel afraid?"

So many thoughts.

My heart hurts a lot tonight.

I think it's an accumulation of things building up.

And frankly,

I just miss you.

And I don't even know who you are [or could be].

I just want you here, right now.

This longing.

It hurts. It wants to be found.

But Lord, you ask me to come with you. To arise to the occasion. To take heart. To not worry about anything. To trust. To be patient. To wait.

I'm waiting. It just hurts. And that's okay. It really is.

The longing is so strong.

But I'm preparing.

So I can be the woman he needs.

The woman you need me to be.

I long for you.

I long for Heaven even more.

...the days go by, and I'm writing it all down so I don't forget. I know I'll be seeing you. And when I close my eyes, I'll be anywhere you are... I wish you were here with me now...

tip.of.the.iceberg

...I'll travel the sub-zero tundra, I'll brave glaciers and frozen lakes. And that's just the tip of the iceberg, I'll do whatever it takes... Snow drifts build up and enfold us, As we wait out this winter storm...

And I'll do whatever it takes while I wait for [you].

I love how music so specifically sings the words that we're thinking.

I love how each season brings something new and desirable.

But I don't love the scrapes and bruises that get you where you need to be.

Not in the least bit.

I just know surrender is hard, scary, may leave you battered and bruised...

But it's all for the greater good of your heart.

Pruning away the bad, revealing the good underneath.

It is a season of growth.

We shed the summer sun and warm comforts.

We enter the cold tundra of winter.

We are mere skeletons in our form.

Now all we are left with is bare skin.

So vulnerable to the chilling winds that want to freeze our hearts.

What do we do?

Allow it to stun our growth?

Or do we hibernate in our inner dwellings,

Fixing what is battered & bruised,

And nursing the wounds of yesterday?

If we keep them close,

Provide shelter from the winter storm,

There it will grow & form underneath

The deep dwellings.

Soon the winter will be over,

And that what we made under

Will be bursting at its seams

Waiting to be free.

And there,

That's where we'll shine bright & beautiful.

We just have to wait,

Be patient,

Trust that it will all come together.

I know it's really hard for me to see that. It just feels like winter will never pass, that my beauty will never be shown to another, that this season of being a bare, vulnerable skeleton won't ever look beautiful in the spring. But I press forward, lighting up those fiery insecurities/lies so they burn away. Beauty for ashes.

There is a deep longing to be noticed, admired, cherished, and fought for; it's how we as women were made. We want a man to dare and win us over. But we should not awaken love until it is ready. We must remain "asleep" in the slumber of winter. In it, we can grow, mature, and flower when spring comes. We must not let winter stun our growth for beauty. We must not allow the beliefs spoken to us that we're not worth it, to harbor deep within our roots-- because that will only hinder us from being who God created us to be-- A God-fearing, virtuous woman.

What may that look like? We've all heard about the "Proverbs 31" Woman-- But what does that REALLY mean?

Here are my thoughts.

1. Back in that time, women were mere "ornamental" hangings on their man. Ah, enter into the "winter-esque" thought. So, they weren't really deemed as much. [But oh, WE ARE!]. A virtuous woman was worth far more than rubies. And gems were worth a lot. So what does that say? A woman was seen more precious than the jewels, because she was SEEN as a jewel. Pretty great, huh?

2. So as we're pruning away the bad, we're allowing the good to grow in its place. And what do we want for our man? We want to encourage & build him up, don't we? So as our goodness grows, so can his. A virtuous woman will bring good & not harm the man she loves. He won't regret being with you. He will see you as his jewel. Bonus for him.

3. Being a virtuous woman is being able to work hard & take care of our own needs. Now, I'm not totally promoting women liberation, "You go girl! You don't need a man!" kind of mentality. Although, that in itself I don't believe is bad--when it doesn't get out of hand. As a woman, we want to subtly seduce [in a pure manner] the man, and encourage him to LEAD us. And that to say, a man doesn't want a woman who can't do anything on her own, that much I know. BUT, he does want to be able to help us, because that is his role as a man whom has "come to rescue us." What good is it if we tell him what to do next?

4. A virtuous woman will do things in secret. She cultivates her heart in the dark. I see this as a wonderful time during singleness. It may seem dark & dreary at best, but in that time, we can grow and mature. See a pattern forming? And thus doing it, we will be able to provide for our family some day from our growth back when we were singles. It's all about using your time. I am figuring this out, too as I go. We plant the seeds that we may not see flourish until years to come. So plant away in the secret. Cultivate them. Watch them grow.

5. God made us strong! Think about what good things he has given us as women. We can endure so many things. Let us remember to not lean on our own understanding, but lean your heart on God's. He will give you the strength to move on, grown, and become who you were meant to be. He will give us wisdom in our suffering, he will guide us when we feel our light has gone out. He is preparing us RIGHT NOW!

6. One big thing that I feel may get over-looked is being kind & gentle. I feel like the big thing spoken to women these days is to be this outspoken, "go get your man, girl!" mentality. Really? I feel that has been spoken to me numerous times in subtle ways that grow into big ways and change my direction. The way we attract the men [as I feel], is to be kind & gentle--showing our sensitive femininity. I tend to be bold in my ways, like I feel Ruth & Esther were-- not sure what the outcome might be-- but they TRUSTED God. They knew he would not lead them astray. So, in their gentle & kind, yet bold ways... the men in their lives took notice, and furthermore, respected & admired their femininity to be just that. But they waited for their response.

7. A BIG BIG thing here is showing your man [or possible man] respect. In your actions, in the way you present yourself, in your speech; however you bring attention to yourself to a man, do it respectfully. Being a virtuous woman has learned the difference in what that means. She brings him HONOR by doing such a thing. And the men out there, praise this kind of woman. Let her know what you see. This will encourage her in enormous ways. She will continue to flourish by your sincere words. You are helping a woman grow and be the woman she should be for you, or even some other man out there. He will appreciate your encouraging words!

8. Showing joy. It's easy to allow our feelings to control the mood of our days. "Man, I'm so down... such-n-such happened today." Or, "I just got this fantastic letter in the mail, I'm so happy!" I have my down days, I have my really good days-- and when I'm feeling either way, I question why... is it because of joy? Or is it merely based on the "feelings?" Keep them in check-- JOY is something that we experience in our hearts. That isn't dependent on the outside circumstances. [Check out 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18].

I could continue on and on. But lastly I want to say to all the women out there, YOU are worth far more than the jewels in this world, you are WORTH pursuing by a Godly man who wants the best for you; STOP settling for mediocre, stop believing the lies that are being fed to you that you are not WORTH the wait, you are not WORTH being pursued, and any other LIE that seeps into your heart. Goodness, this road has been so difficult for me [with believing these lies about myself]. I'm telling you RIGHT NOW, prayerfully talk to God about what you've been believing, and listen to him speak to you. I know he will. He spoke clearly to me, telling me how much he desired ME, loved ME, treasured ME, saw me as this beautiful JEWEL, and sees me as WORTH pursuing-- ALL of my days. How remarkable is that? And to think I wasn't worth it.

But we are. WE ARE. Who cares if "Joe Blow" doesn't notice us. It's truly his loss for being so blind. He isn't worth your time. I firmly believe that if you are single right now, [like myself], it is for a reason, it is for a season. I don't know how long that will be for you [or myself], but I am TRUSTING and being patient [or at least trying to be!] for when he makes my path straight, and the path of another. And when that happens, he will merge the two straighten baths that were crooked, and it will all make sense. We will be able to see the journey he had us on that led straight to that moment. How wonderful. How overwhelming.

So, this is what I tell myself. It's hard and hurts some days, but it will be worth the wait. You are worth it, that is all I know. So don't give up hope. I am not. We walk the rest of the way together. We can encourage one another. We can chisel away the tip of the iceberg together. We'll get to the core of who we were created to be.

So, are you with me?

silhouettes.

Yeah I'll stop or start my heart if you ask me to
I'll stop my heart and then I'll wait for you...

I'm beginning to see this whole trust/patience thing is going to be a lot harder than I thought...

WAIT.ING

I know it will come in its time. I don't want to rush it. I don't want to push it.

It's just hard to know...

What if I'm falling in or out or below

Everything that you know?

You know.

I don't.

That's what's so hard. But so beautiful.

I'd wait. I will wait.

God, grant me peace.

This heart longs for your delight.

All my worries, anxieties, troubles, wounds, scars...

You know them all by name.

Give me a pure heart, keep my desire for you to be the first and the last- the beginning and the end.

My heart is heavy and wanting something that is not yet mine.

Here's all of it. For You.

Lord, help me. Change me. Sharpen me. Prune away the bad, let the good flourish and grow.

Let your love shine on me, let me be a reflection of you in everything.

I'm waiting. for your goodness. love. strength. purity. romance.

Don't let this heart fall too far if it's not time.

Oh, you know there's still a ways to go, so don't start retreating
No, you just gotta take it slow
When you're lost and all out of breath just call and I'll come running baby

I'll watch you falling from me
When you hit the ground maybe you'll see
The only way to fall is down
and I'll be up in the stars
but I'll be anywhere you are
just say you need me and I'll come down

~swimming with dolphins~

waves.and.still.waters.

When we have something in front of us that we are unsure of, we keep it around because we still like the attention. Eventually, when that stops, we're left standing there with nothing; Then we decide that it's what we wanted.
Is it really what we wanted, or was it just the idea of it that we liked?
It boils down to this:
We want what we can't have & then we miss out on something that is right in front of us. Why?

These are my current thoughts that surfaced lately. I was thinking of a situation last year that I went through with a guy who was interested in me. It happened rather unexpectedly, and it threw me off. I knew right away that he liked me, but I wasn't feeling it right away. We still hung out a lot, & I loved the attention. I wasn't too sure about him, but he seemed like a good guy & we had fun. So overtime, we got to know one another. Then, out of nowhere [from my perspective], he just stopped being interested. I was frozen. I didn't know what happened or how we got there. I was thrown for a loop. Then I took a look at the situation, and saw how much I liked him. Or so I thought.
Now, looking back on the situation, I don't think I ever really liked him. Not the way one should. I think the initial affect hit me so hard, that I saw I had something, then that normalcy of the attention from this guy disappeared without my consent. I believe I was not missing him as a person, for who he was, but rather, I was missing the idea of someone being interested in me. BIG DIFFERENCE.

You don't see that until after the fact. And maybe you never do notice it.

We always want what we can't have. You like someone, but you know they're not into you. Yet what do you do? You still pine for them. Why? What is it about that that remains so appealing? Because it's not healthy, I'll tell you that much.
I had something with this guy, but I truthfully knew it was NOT right from the beginning. But I thought I was just being too critical. Truth was, I should have trusted my gut. But I craved the attention he was pouring out to me. I did not want THAT to stop. But it did, and I did not know what to do after it was gone. Therefore, I thought I liked him a lot. I tried to persuade him. I thought he was so right for me. But, he wasn't.
And a year later, wow. God knew this guy would just be a learning experience for me. I see now why it happened the way it did, in some ways. And I can honestly say, I am thankful. I always felt God speaking to me saying, "let go & let me be in control." At the time, I thought it meant that the timing was just off. Nope. Not that, at least not in the way I thought. I don't want something of my own demands, because I clearly don't know what I fully need like God does. And God knew he was not right for me, but he was definitely placed in my life at the right time to learn something about myself and what I desire... This kind of a guy was on track to what I wanted, but he wasn't what I needed.

All these crashing waves of emotions turn to still waters. Things will be made clear to me as to why things are the way they are. I may not understand my circumstances right now or what I've been through, but it's all for a reason.

Everything has lead up to this exact moment. I know deep down what I want & need in a spouse, and what I should be for him. I'm always growing, so that will never stop. But I'm becoming someone I need to be for this man. I am so excited for the day when our paths cross at the right time. Not to say I don't know him right now, but obviously for one reason or another, it hasn't happened yet--romantically. Maybe we're establishing a friendship to have something to build on. I could see that right now. And I think that's amazing. God has some plan. He keeps showing me these amazing guys, and has thrown in some who have been interested in me; but I'm holding out for the real deal. Patience. Trust.

I shouldn't worry that this guy won't "take notice of me" right now, because God has everything planned. He will bless us, he won't hold back from us.
I just know that sometimes we don't see something right away, for whatever reason, and unexpectedly our eyes open. Our hearts are revealed and see something special in another person that we didn't see before. And it wasn't because they liked us first & stopped liking us.
It isn't rooted in fear, but it's rooted in love. That's when you know it's real.



"And all this time,
it was staring me blind.
I can't believe I never noticed my heart before" -mutemath

falling.for.you

I'm trying not to tell you, but I want to. I'm scared of what you'll say. So I'm hiding what I'm feeling, but I'm tired of holding this inside my head...

~Isn't it that moment where you can't turn back and everything has changed?

Emotions spin wildly out of control. Before you know it, that person is on your mind all the time.

What do you do?

~My mind isn't quite there. I'm glad to say so....

~Maybe a year ago, my mind would have been racing; waiting so impatiently.

But this time it's different.

~It's funny how you think you know what you want, and unexpectedly, it's not.

~You could have been anyone on the road to me.

Who knew you'd be here right now?

And more-so, the question still remains...

Who is it?

I have so many ideas rolling in my head right now. But, the Lord still holds my heart steadfast. He has given me moments to relish, even if for a short period of time. Just letting me know that it will be okay. Just remember in time, it will be made right. You'll get there.

- have hope.

- have faith.

- have trust.

I don't know what tomorrow will bring. I don't know what a year will bring. That's just it. I don't know, and I'm okay with that. I'm happy where I am at. It's been a long time to where I could truly say that. Maybe things are not the way I had planned, but my plans pale in comparison in what is in store for me. I'd rather the Lord dream up some magical story just for me. To have me stand amazed at his blessings.

I'm ready. Wrap your love around me & keep it safe. It's for you.

Some day...

Psalm 143:8

Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in you. Show me the way I should go, for to you I lift up my soul.

change.of.scenary

"Come on, let's re-write this tragedy, one line at a time..."

There's a better story yet to be unfolded in my life.

I am continually amazed at what God reveals to me about myself.

I really don't know where to begin, but that's alright.

Just like a seeded flower, it needs proper soil and warmth from the sun to grow. It needs water.

Christ is my well.

Over time, the flower starts to sprout. It is growing into what it needs to be.

God protects it from the harsh realities.

And then, you see something so amazing.

The flower, once a young seedling, begins to bud.

The bud slowly peeks out its petals.

It is a waking bloom.

Slowly, but surely, the petals start to show more and more.

The fragrance permeates, it is open to radiate its beauty.

Exactly what it was created for.

It is beautiful.

It was made beautiful in its time.

In time.... All good things come from the Lord.

I may not understand it, or know how it works or why.

But...

Something broke wide open, and spilled out.

Something changed.

And I'm renewed.

I am beautiful.

And God is showing me something I have been waiting for.

It will take time, patience, trust, & hope.

It might not be right, but I will not worry.

He has opened my eyes to something new.

And I am happy.

Truly.

If this is what I have been waiting for....

It will be worth the wait.

dare.to.move

Did you know how you would move me?
Well, I don’t really think so.
But the night came down and swept us away.
And the stars they seemed to paint the most elaborate scene today.

.......:[listen]: :[closely]:.......

>>.don't be afraid to move.<<

"Strange, isn't it? Each man's life touches so many other lives, and when he isn't around he leaves an awful hole, doesn't he?"

help.me

You know when you skin your outter knuckle? It doesn't happen but once in a great while, unless you are accident prone to that sort of thing, but when it's rubbed off raw, it hurts.

It's like you never felt the pain before.

You can't bend it without it hurting.

It takes a couple days before your skin has time to heal.

A scab forms over the wound.

You can start bending it, little by little.

Soon enough, you don't even remember it happened.

Just a small twinge of stink remains.

But it gets better.

It heals.

It always does.

That's the only good way of describing life up until this point.

You know what I don't get the most of the time?

t i m i n g

I think I reiterate that a lot.

Goofy love songs, sea of weddings, friends exasperatingly twitterpated with each other-- yeah, that doesn't help my case either.

But I'm not complaining.

Just.... sighing.

Lord help me.

Shoot. My mind doesn't revolve around this topic 24/7. But hey, I'm a lady & my heart just wants to find my love song. Reminds me of "Enchanted," and Giselle says to her Prince Charming, "to find my love's duet," or something romantized like that.

I don't think I'm... an un-desirable person. I make friends rather easy, I'm a big people-person, my heart hurts for others who are hurting-- I just am me. I have a lot of passions, desires, and interests. I guess I just don't understand what I'm missing. I guess I could pry into that can of worms that is labeled "Insecurities," but I won't. I've come way too far to believe in the lies that I'm where I'm at because there is something "wrong" with me.

I just can't help but wonder though. How come I haven't found my "love's duet." Yes, that sounds overly chintzy, but I'm a girl and I'm allowed to say those things once a month....or something like that.

I just look around and that's all I see. It sure does tug on your heartstrings, does it not? It's like I had this beautiful red heart-shaped balloon on a string, and for whatever reason, the wind snatched it from my grasp; and now I'm slowly watching it fade into the blue-lit sky, floating away from me. Is that what it means to give up your desire? Just let it float away from you? Let go? I just don't know. I know that God has someone really amazing for me that I'm just going to be blown away-- or maybe, that balloon will be blown back into my reach, for me to grab onto and never let go. But when will that happen?

Questions without answers.

And you know what's even more ironic about timing?

Just when you least expect the unexpected happens.

Your mind is flashed with an array of possibilities.

You see something so desirable, so made for you.

But is it yours this time to keep?

I'm literally blown away this time.

And it's not even something I would have looked at before.

But, if it's not right...

Then why is it even here, looming over my heart? Teasing it?

I just want nothing to do with it if it's wrong.

I don't NEED another detour! No more crooked ways.

I want the straight, right path.

So is this it?

Once again, I need help understanding the signs on a road I don't know where it leads.