I had to smile this morning, admittedly amongst the tears streaming down my face at the same time. I woke up around 3am and just really didn't want to go back to bed. One of the biggest challenges for me right now is
that I can't exercise for any length of time. I have very little strength and even less endurance, but this morning I just needed to move. I couldn't bring myself to go lay down yet again. I was plagued with terrible migraines yesterday,
The irony of my new life struck me. I've never been a spontaneous person. I used to like every detail of my life very planned out and I've had to let go of that. So if, at 3am, I want to dance, then I'm going to dance.
As I sit here typing, the Jesus Culture song "Freedom" is playing. "If you're tired and thirsty, there is freedom...Freedom reigns in this place. Showers of mercy and grace, falling on every face, there is freedom. Jesus reigns." I love the beauty of that. Amidst all of the pain and heartache of the last three years, I have learned to cry out to God from the depths of my soul. I've learned that this is ok. I've learned that He can handle it. He knows every detail about me anyway, so why do I feel the need to hide anything from Him? If I am tired and thirsty, I have the freedom to come before Him and say: "Lord, I can't do this anymore! Feed me! Satisfy my soul! I'm dry and weary and I need you to carry me for awhile." There is nothing wrong in this. I am sure that God cherishes the honesty of His children and I have found Him faithful to wrap me in His arms and carry me through. There are times when I don't see or feel it right away, but when I look back, He has been there with me every time. Thank you, Lord, for your faithfulness!