I used to run from love but now I’m running toward it, full fledged and afraid-but in the best way. I had always been the girl who has lived afraid, locked in a cell that I captured myself in, that is until I began to realize how suffocating such a life could be. I had always been afraid to fail, so instead I chose not to live, to remain stagnant, rocking in the safety net of my own child-like comforts. I chose to follow the beat of my own path, a path filled with an overwhelming desire to control every aspect and detail of my life- everything from my career, to my friendships, to my relationships have suffered at the expense of my unwillingness to live freely in who Christ has called me to be.
I used to journal
faithfully. It’s always been therapeutic for me, but it’s been some time since
my pen last touched my little journal. For
some time now the Lord has been telling me to start a blog. And quite honestly,
I’ve procrastinated because I didn’t feel like I could possibly have anything
differentially interesting to say with all of the many great bloggers out
there. But this isn’t what people may think. This blog is about obedience and
the start of a new season. This is about
self-discovery and learning how to encourage others as well as create an open
space to share my experiences as absolutely flawed individual who is learning
to be loved by an absolutely gracious and wonderful God.
Rye.
Rye.