Motivation: Your Revival Is On Its Way!
As I write this, I am sitting in the most comfortable spot on my couch. My daughter is taking a much-needed nap, while my youngest son quietly plays Legos in his room. My husband and oldest son are playing outside in the pool, reveling in the final days of summer.
For the first time in many weeks, all is calm in this apartment and I feel a peace I can hardly describe. It is soothing, comforting, and serene. Other than the soft, lilting music from Pandora (The Harry Potter: Order of the Phoenix Station, in case anyone is wondering), this space is completely quiet, allowing me to type, but also reflect on our time here in Denver. We are just shy of the three-month mark, but it may as well be a lifetime since we piled into our car and left Arizona for good. It was such an overwhelming feeling to leave our hometown, knowing we would never return. I remember discussing my feelings with my husband and being shocked to discover they weren't all positive. Yes, I was excited about the prospects of a new beginning, to see how God would unfold our story, yet the significance of what—and who—we left behind rested heavily upon my already-battered spirit. That sting still sneaks up on me, today, although the introspection of distance is increasing; the further we get from that private hell, the more we are able to reflect on the magnitude of His grace and the power of His protection. On our own, we never would have made it out of Phoenix, let alone Colorado.
No longer are we worried about who will come to our front door, uninvited and unannounced, demanding entry. Since changing numbers, our phones have ceased being tools of guilt, gas-lighting, and threats via calls and/or text messages. The strongest of filters has allowed us to once again check our email accounts without fear. Because that psychological toll has been lifted, our souls are healing and faith renewing at a rapid rate. Thus, my husband and I have begun to look ahead toward the future, making plans for a path so full of promise it scares us (a little). In the previous chapters of our story, discussions of prospective endeavors amounted to little more than talk; these days, armed with a ferocious passion and a desire to use every gift from the Father, we are finally poised to combine our vision with action. What was once the smallest of embers has become a flame.
If you are reading this and in a difficult season of life, I just want to encourage you.
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Have a blessed week!