So yes, it has been quite along time since I have blogged. I have been extremely busy with this thing called life. It has a strange way of creeping up and taking over.
My life this school year has been a beautiful disaster. I'm slowly learning to grow up. ( and by slowly, my parents would tell you that it is not an exaggeration:) Growing up is an interesting concept, because although I am learning to become independent I have had to lean on God more than ever.
Last August, I prayed that this school year God would help me close doors that needed to be closed, and that He would open new ones. I also decided that my theme and constant reminder of the year would be to Let Go and Let God. Little did I know that He would show his provision in a completely and totally unexpected way. He has blessed me with new friendships, renewed friendships and a wonderful future ahead of me.
As I reflect on this coming school year at a close, I am constantly reminded of how how much Christ truly loves us endlessly.This past Easter, Christ reminded me loudly through His word that His love never leaves. He died for me and for you. He carried countless sins on that cross, for us. Because He loves us. Can you even imagine that kind of love? It's a beautiful thing.
I was in Florida recently, and being able to watch the sunrise and set every morning was one of the most majestic and powerful things I have ever witnessed. As I saw the sunrise, I was reminded in my quiet time with God that His mercies are new every morning. Each day of living brings triumphs and failures and somedays are harder than others. Somedays I just want to shout for joy, while others I want to cry. Each an every day we have on this Earth is a blessing. It was a beautiful reminder to me that His mercies are indeed new every morning even though we do not deserve it at all. We serve a wonderful Creator.
1- The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases;[a]
his mercies never come to an end;
23 they are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.
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