Sometimes I wonder… what is this hurricane I call my life?
It is a crazy time. Carrying the titles of intern, student, sister, daughter, friend, fiancee. Would I trade any of them at this point? No way! But how do I balance it all, how do I become agile at the art of doing it all, being everything.
I’m making this one short and sweet. This morning I felt the Lord speaking to my cry, my cry for rest, for peace, for rejuvenation.
My beautiful daughter- if only you knew the depth of my love for you. So vast, so deep, so refreshing that it lasts for all of eternity. I know you struggle to comprehend this- you struggle, you strive, you schedule your life away. I want you to look at me- that’s right, look up. It is Me that you are missing, time spent in My presence, a heart so wrapped up in My hope that it has no room for anxiety. I am your rejuvenation, I hold the “free time” you long for. Forget the defualt to stress, default to Me. For I am your Father, perfect in every way, and I long for your love. I long to heal you. I long to give you peace.
rejuvenate me, Lord. this is my cry.