Adjectives are all I can think in. But when I look back and read a vague post full of adjectives, it does little for me. So I will refrain from sputtering all the words frothing at my mouth ~ grateful, peaceful, resigned, full, joyful, singleminded, small.
The point is, it has been hard lately to completely entrust mi vida to Jesus. The previous season, peppered with disappointments & dead ends, made it easy to perceive His Love as my only hope. But career, friendship, energy, romance - these are all blossoming now in new ways that compel me to trust My Life to sustain me. The compartments that compose me. Bollocks. How can that be? When these compartments are flourishing, they still are just dandelions sprouting beneath a field of sunflowers. They are precious and lovely, but are not the landscape in a nutshell. Not my landscape.
Feel I have finally looked up from the beautiful ground & seen the bright, proud stalks smiling at me. And at last, I can relax.
From the drafts folder
6 years ago
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