I am sitting by the shore pleasuring in the lapping waves of indigo blue...and you come to mind. I'm not sure why, but I surmise that as I witness the beauty of nature, my mind searches for other such references. I pause with your image in the peripheral, and I wonder if you know, truly know, how beautiful you are?
You shared that life is hard right now. I know this to be true. I also know security seems an illusion and all that was once familiar seems foreign; you are overwhelmed, and at times hopelessness overshadows life itself. But, I also know, and I witness, that in the midst of turmoil, your spirit is still one of kindness, love, and light. This is the beauty of which I speak.
You have asked how I made my life whole again. To be completely honest, I'm not quite sure. The only plan I entered was a deliberate choice to choose healing…not just for myself, but for everyone. I chose love over anger, forgiveness over blame, letting go over holding on. I chose to let God work in me and for me, believing that just as he knit me together in my mother's womb, he would do the same in my brokenness.
Life-shattering moments are often marked by date and time, but strangely, the healing process is timeless and like the oceans' waves, advances and retreats until one day you find yourself dipping your toes into a gentle shore.
It is my wish for you when the dark moments prevail, you envision a beautiful dream for your future and you cling fast to that image. It is my prayer that you know God walks with you, before you, and behind you and that He has something so much better in store for you than you can imagine for yourself. It is my desire that you come to see and know the beauty I see in you, the beauty that gleams to the surface, even in the crashing waves.