I’ve started at least 3 blogs in the last five minutes trying to figure out what to write about.
There are multiple things I could write about right now. I have a myriad of thoughts flying through my brain.
But most of them are all topic sentences:
(Re)Learning to use my voice.
(Re)Learning to step out in faith.
Learning to burst beyond that which makes me uncomfortable.
Learning to leave insecurity at the door.
Learning not to second guess myself or my purpose.
It’s all a beginning. Or more so a continuation.
7 months ago I got off of a plane into a familiar place that had turned unknown.
A week ago I go on a plane to an unknown place that is full of familiar.
((some of my NSquad girls who I have the joy & privilege of doing life with here in Spain))
And the lessons aren’t the same. But the lessons here have built upon the lessons from there.
So now I sit here with all of these topic sentences at the beginning of a new season. 5 for now; probably more to come. And here’s the thing:
It’s like God is handing me this notebook with a topic at the top of each page and saying
“it’s ok. You don’t have to figure all this out tonight. Or even tomorrow. I’m just saying it’s time.”
And it is time.
((july interns on a scavenger hunt through Mijas))
There are a couple things that I’ve let lurk in my closet far too long that I am ready to let out and then beat them down with a broom. They have been taunting me and poking their heads out for too long.
And God is reminding me daily that it’s fine. And it’s time.
I tore so many chains aside last year; and I’ve come to realize that I have some more. They’re rusted over because they’ve been there for so long that I’ve forgotten about them.
It took the demolishing of the chains on top of them to realize that they were there.
So that’s where I am. I’m sitting here in lovely Spain, having just finished my first week of class with a post it note of topic sentences; of things God is going to walk with me through.
And it’s going to be good. And hard. And beautiful.
I’m here. I’m ready to live through these lessons that I may come back someday and be able to tell you about another chain that has fallen off.
I am here.
And here I go.
(click here if you would like to see ways in which you can journey with me)
One response to “all I have is a topic sentence”
topic sentences in a lovely gentle stream of consciousness piece of prose! May the wind carry your words far!