Have you ever sat in wonder at a full moon in the midnight sky? Have you ever had an experience of awe that left you speechless, humbled, inspired?
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… and the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom. Anais Nin
I learned the hard way. Just because I was raised in the church and was a passionate follower of Christ, that didn’t mean I was whole on the inside. The truth was, I was an emotional wreck.
My favorite thing about growing up in Florida was the time my family spent at the beach. No, I’m not a sun-goddess. My fragile and freckled pale skin has never stood a chance against the intensity of Florida’s sun-saturated sky, but I still love the beach.
I blink and it is Easter. I blink again and it is fall.Time passes so quickly, quicker by the year perhaps. What happened to the time? Where did it disappear?
Something speaks to us, beckons us, calls us to leave the place where we call home, to step out into the unkown. We obey.The destination is unclear, uncertain. We take steps in its direction, we calculate the goal, but the outline of this new home seems just out of reach, out of focus against the landscape of the present.
Broken. I am broken. It is the most freeing word that can escape my lips.For most of my life I was on a feverish journey toward “Good-Enough,” desperate to arrive at the place called Perfection where I could find my worth, where I could lay down my struggle and be enveloped in peace.