this blog has been much neglected as of late.
it is probably a good thing, because i am in one of my thinking-way-to-hard-sorting-things-out seasons. God speaks in mysterious ways. it would only be a tangled mess on paper.
i am reading alot. listening alot. being silent alot. finding more questions than i can ever hope to answer and learning that sometimes they don't need answering. re-learning how to quiet my heart and be still before God.
it's a good place.


times. and seasons.

God has been calling these verses from Ecclesiastes 3 to mind the past few weeks.
"For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven:
a time to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;
a time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to break down, and a time to build up;
a time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
a time to seek, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
a time to tear, and a time to sew;
a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
a time to love, and a time to hate;
a time for war, and a time for peace."
It's encouraging to hear God remind me that He is a God of all times and seasons. Every detail within my current season, every shifting time, every nuance is perfectly planned. I must choose to follow Him and walk in His will. But I am continually held up by His soveriegnty. When I read this scripture, I hear God say "I am there in the time you mourn, I am there in the time you dance, I am there...". I don't feel His nearness. I want to, but I don't have to. If He says He is, that is comfort enough.
He is so good.


a 7-yr-old's guide to comforting your friends

this was waiting for me when i came to work on friday. it brought tears to my eyes.
"I'm very sorry about the lost of your grandpa. my hamster pudge died say a week ago. I still haven't got over it but you know that God is with you even if your grandpa died and he must've had a good long life. From, Chloe"
so precious.