i like to think of my life as a series of stories i will tell when i'm old. maybe to my nephews, maybe to my own children. i like to understand the reasons for things so i have a moral to each story i tell like, that's why kids, you should never climb under an electric fence... or maybe the point here guys, is that you should never try lobster for the first time at a really really expensive dinner with rich aunts you're trying to impress.
i've been thinking a lot about how i will tell the story of the january i turned 26 and all the sad and silly stories that made it. how i'll explain that so often great intentions for the new year fall completely flat within days. or how i found out that your heart can actually physically hurt, or even that spending days with my parents in the snow was the smallest/biggest help for me. i'll talk about my dad's birthday party and being in their new home with my sisters. i'll probably mention how pete was getting really old then and my nephews followed him around the house trying to hug him and telling me how cute he was.
but i haven't quite figured out the point of the story yet. maybe its that when God tells you to do something you get in your car and go do it that minute. or perhaps its that God is always ALWAYS trustworthy with your life. or it could be that when you say God is enough, he wants to know if you really mean it.
i'm really close to this story friends. too close to understand it completely, but i know without a doubt that all things work together for good, to those that love him, to those who are called according to his purpose. and i know that his lovingkindess is better than life, so my lips will praise him. and i know, i mean i really really know, that he giveth more grace and his mercy is new every morning.
i've been listening to this song on repeat for the last two days. you should probably do that too.
happy new month friends!