That past couple of days have been a little...tense, awkward, heavy, hard....insert whatever adjective you'd like to describe the opposite of amazing and happy.
and it's been not without good reason. Life happens, people are imperfect, and bottoms fall out and it aint pretty when a heart breaks, especially when you feel helpless to fix any of it.
But you just do the best you can and you let it be weird.
Well, i've spent the last couple of days a ball of anxiety anyone who is within 30 feet of me can feel it. I haven't been able to sleep or think straight. Horribly distracted is the understatement of the century.
The thing I've realized over the past couple of days, that probably could have helped me a lot in the past is simply this:
Love means rooting for your people. It means forgiveness takes awhile but it's worth working at, it means not holding grudges, freezing people out. It means being real about how it sucks but hopeful that love wins, our God is bigger than all this and He is always faithful and believing that restoration is possible. It means fighting for the right thing, even if it's not the popular thing.
Today, there was a shift, there was laughter and depth and team work and story telling and bonding and outside chores for the first time in 5 days the light was shining through the cracks, and thing started to feel better than they have.
today was one of those ordinary days that turned out to be so rad because you're constantly reminded of how amazingly wonderful your people are even inspite of their junk because they sit down to tell you stories about their lives even the embarrassing ones.
and there are those "me too" moments that make you feel less crazy.
And just affirms the reasons why you stand in the gap for the people you love.
So today, im thankful for laughter, and yearbooks and honesty and a little relief and answered prayers and new eyes to see the good and the potential.
While the road to "better" is long, and hard, and not paved, we're well on our way.
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