
I cannot believe my life.
I've contemplated keeping it to myself until it was visibly obvious, but I know that I would only be doing that out of fear of people's reactions. I think, no matter how people will look at me, God is still going to be glorified by this shift in my life. Please read this entire blog before you judge my situation.
Transparency is so important to me, so, I'll be the first to say that I don't know how I could allow this to happen. I let my guard down ..once.. and walked in on such a huge responsibility. Now I know for sure that one time is all it takes. Life is about to change. I'm about to have to give some things up. And although I'm better now, when I first found out, I could not. stop. crying ...terrified.
There is something inside of me that is growing. I think about how things will be after all these months are in the past and it makes me happy and afraid all at once. I'm expecting.
I'm happy because I know that I was born to love, and now I will be able to exercise that everyday of my life. I have a pretty solid relationship with the father and I'm happy because I know that I will be able to witness some incredible milestones. I have something to be proud of. Maybe my actions are not to be proud of, but I will be proud of the gift that is to come. Every back ache, I will give God glory. Every morning where I lay comfortable in my bed, but am awakened by the call of the body, will be for the glory of God. It doesn't hurt, now, half as much as I know it will, but even then, it will be for a purpose. The weariness is for a purpose. And though my condition is a product of my flesh and imperfection, my brokenness is for the glory of God.
I am made for this. I was made to carry this. I know that it's a deeply beautiful and spiritual experience, but I can't get over the fact that I am about to be all stretched out and altered. I know there are some things that needed to be changed, but why this way? I may be wrong for asking, but why has God decided to teach me this way?




