what a day, what a week, what a summer...year...what a life. if the rest of my adulthood follows this pattern of drama, i will either be one heck of a strong and wise woman who found peace in every midst, or i'll be bald and have a chin-to-shoulder twitch.
It's funny how you know things your whole life but don't actually learn them until your life is, what you think to be, in shambles. If the universe were run my way, and thank you Lord Jesus that it is not, I would simply embed the virtues and truths of this life into each brain and heart, and spare the heart'n'headaches. However, for reasons I know are good but don't fully understand, we need to experience things to become transformed. We need to be bruised to be healed.
I came today to a "point in life". Put a blue push-pin on the map and marked my big step. After everything that has happened this year; after being across the world and needing to come home to my battered and worn out parents, a little sister who desperately needs encouragement, an older sister who needs it more; after sleeping on a floor for several months and living out of boxes; after being misunderstoond by the people i thought were closest to me; after being ripped off by family members, after having roommates, losing roommates, not knowing where the money is going to come from, after bikes stolen and dead cars, cancelled trips and broken garbage disposals, head on collisions and sprained toes, melted engines and expired bacon, after all the life thrown at me, I'm still here. I'm still here and better off than I have ever been. Though my smile is a little delayed these days, it's still there. With each tear i've shed i've been changed. Humility has been easier, understanding --natural, forgiveness a daily neccessity, honesty--a refreshment, and thankfulness for it all now consumes me. There are worse things that can and probably will happen and all I can do is pray I receive them with faith and perseverence. I have discovered that things happen and i control how they affect me.