Okay, I know. I didn't write yesterday, again. I have failed. Its only the 12th day of Advent. I know.
Today was a good day.
Nothing big happened today, and plenty of things happened that were kind of annoying. But there was more laughter than frustration, there was more gratitude than envy, there was more comfort than insecurity.
There's something about spending the day with your people, especially during the holiday's that make you feel like everything's gonna be alright.
When 2015 started, it felt like we were all coming off a couple of years of really hard stuff. As we all jumped into 2015 together, arms linked, and fingers crossed. we vowed this would be the year, (like all the years past). This year, we'd figure it out.
It? Life, relationships, careers, jesus, we will get a handle on any and all of it.
Well, I don't know that we unlocked any keys to anythings, but I think we're getting it together.
There have been job changes, there have been big dreams, big fights, big tears, big hugs, big apologies, big love.
I suppose the hard thing is to grow and change while running parallel, but also grow and change together. It's tricky, it's hard and sometimes it almost breaks your heart, or at the very least your spirit when you see people you love struggling or being treated poorly or just trying to figure out what to do when the unknown seems so scary.
But the thing about community, about your tribe of someones, is you figure it out. You pray, and cry and asks lots of questions, and slam doors ( i mean, if you're me). sometimes you grab hands are drag people behind out as you trudge forward, sometimes you're being dragged.
What you discover is that you really do want everyone to have their best chance at happiness. You want them to have the boldness to step out on faith and follow their dreams, to do the thing they are designed to do. You want to help them get there because that's what love looks like.
So you fast and pray for them, you talk over the same topic 1903 times, you leave each other encouraging notes, you hug each other when you're scared. And you all come out alive.
Do we have anything figured out? No, not really. We're not making boatloads of money, and we're not sure what lies ahead but I'll tell you this: We are well on our way. We've taken really scary steps, we've done hard things, we've tried, and been there for each other every. single. step of the way.
So 2015 wasn't the year where we got our shit together because the honest truth is that will probably NEVER happen. Life is kinda supposed to be messy and unsure, that's part of it's charm. BUT we're eating better, we're better versions of ourselves, and we've make forward motion. We've loved each other through all of it.
And today we laughed a lot, we ate together, we played together. It reminded me so much of why I fell in love with this house. That kitchen table and the people that surround it. That feeling i got when things just make sense, when your heart feels like it's found missing pieces of it's self.
So, this year didn't really bring us our wildest dreams, but I think it brought us back to each other. Back to a time and a feeling that Jesus is kind of working some magic here. The story that's being written is one that we want to be a part of.
Love looks like regular Saturdays in December filled with laughter and love and mess and tacos and dogs wearing diapers.
We're finding our ways, and it's kind of amazing.
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