Jesus loves me this I know...
I've always known that the Lord loves me. There are times when I don't necessarily believe he could love me and times when I just didn't let him love me. But these days, I'm learning that his love may look different from what I've always assumed it to be like.
It's hard to even begin to explain where my heart is right now. I'm in this weird push and pull pattern with God. I'm confused, resentful, grieving, yet anticipating. I miss knowing and being known. I've been grieving the loss of a wonderful community of friends where I am known and loved, while growing resentful towards the only one who knows me to the core- all my mess- and still loves me.
I am scared to death. I am hurting. I am lonely. I am frustrated. I am angry. But I also know that I am loved. Not a hearts and butterflies kind of love, but a wonderful, terrible, beautiful, messy, gentle, painful kind of love. Part of me feels like fighting it and the other part feels like sprinting towards it, begging for it to never leave. It's hard to grasp this sort of love. I don't understand it. But I don't want to live another second without it.
My favorite song right now is How He Loves. (Hence the title of my blog) John Mark McMillian knows what's up. This kinda ties all my thoughts together.
Monday, October 25, 2010
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Weddings
It's official.. the wedding season of my life has begun! In the past two months I've been to FOUR of my friends' weddings. Two of my old roommates and dearest friends married wonderful, godly men and have started a new chapter of life and I was so blessed to be a part of it! However, I need to say that it's just weird that my friends are getting married... I feel like we aren't old enough for this! When did we grow up?
It seems like yesterday we moved into the dumpy, cold, yet charming little house affectionately named "The Casa". Jenny with her all nighters because she procrastinated on homework, Kimber with her wedding magazines and a diet coke permanently attached to her hand, Amber with her laundry day outfits and tiny closet of a room and me with my random dancing outbursts and princess bed...
Every day is a constant reminder that we are growing up. All of us have real jobs (or graduate school, which should count as a real job) and this fall Kimber and Shanna have both gotten married! Is this real life?
I'm not sure the point of this post except to be sentimental and cheesy. I am just overwhelmed with thankfulness for those the Lord has placed in my life, however long or short that time with them may be.
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