This blog post started out on Instagram. However, my thumbs got tired and I care enough about sharing this with you that it finally pushed me to finish the website that I bought the domain for six weeks ago.
On my "About" page, you'll see that I'll be using this website to blog about a variety of topics, mostly superficial (cats, bride things) and sometimes professional. Today, however, I'm veering 100% off course and talking about God.
At the beginning of summer, Jeffrey and I were weeding my patio, and I really wanted to rip up this bush that was just a tangle of dead brush. I was convinced it was dead, but Jeffrey talked me out of yanking it because of a few buds at the base of the plant. Two months later, I am lucky enough to look out at lovely purple blooms that grew out of those buds (and a random yellow flower that popped up a couple weeks back).
I don't know why, but this comeback plant has really spoken to my heart this week. I often find myself disheartened by not having enough time alone (or having too much time alone), worrying if I'm performing well at my job, navigating wedding plans, and other distractions that wrestle for my mental space. It's super easy for me to feel like the dead brush that is begging to be ripped out of the ground.
Fortunately for all of us, God knows in those moments that the small buds will grow into something breathtaking. At church this morning, we sang the classic Gungor worship song (if you went to Anderson University, you know it well) "Beautiful Things."
You make beautiful things out of the dust / You make beautiful things out of us / You are making me new.
God understands that we are broken, that we are stressed, that we feel (insert emotion here). But He knows what you can become. Find peace in the new life God provides us, and He'll make you incredible.
Thanks for reading,