{seasons}

Sometimes the world fills our lives with lies. These lies are distractions. Distractions have been EVERYWHERE the past several months for me. I’ve been so distracted that I quickly forgot what I love- words.

Using words to make sentences that can channel emotions while painting a picture of the gospel. That is what I love.

Stay with me as I quickly try to explain what life has been like the past six months. These six months have been a season like no other. Filled with learning new things and relearning things all over again. It’s been filled with a new job, 18 hours of grad school, new relationships, moving towns, and the list continues. After the newness of the change settled in, I quickly realized I was doing what I always wanted to do- have conversations with girls and show them their beauty and worth in the King.

How blessed I am that the Lord graciously put me in a place where I do this daily! This season has been a blessing, but it’s been long. The tiredness marks every area of my life. I cannot put into words what it feels like physically, mentally, emotionally or spiritually.

Although the foundation of this season is blessings of where the Lord has put me, the walls are marked with tiredness, weariness, and restlessness.

I look back over seasons that I’ve gone through and not one can even compare to this season. When we’re tired physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually, it is so easy to not lean as much on God as we should. Prayer times become less, reading the bible becomes routine.

This is weird though, right? In the season when we so desperately need God for strength, endurance, rest we spend less and less time with him. Why? Distractions. The world is throwing and pounding us with distractions that need our attention immediately. Why? Because for many of us these distractions can quickly be justified as ministry.

Many of them are ministries, and that’s not a bad thing. The Lord puts us in particular places at specific times for a reason.

Seasons can be long. They can be wearing to our bodies. In the tiredness and desire to rest when I so quickly get distracted from resting in my Father, one thing remains steadfast through the season more then anything else.

God is still on His throne. He is still king. I am still His daughter.

Remembering this doesn’t automatically give me the energy and strength I need. But it does redirect my hope. It reminds me to live for grace and not perfection. It brings me back to resting in His word and at His feet.

I don’t know how long this season will last. I’ve continually been reminded over the past several months that I need to rest because Jesus rested too. And yes, that’s true. But remember how Martha wanted everything perfect before she went and sat Jesus’ feet with Mary? Well, that’s what I’ve been doing- trying to get everything perfect so then I can rest.

Perfection isn’t coming. That’s a very hard reality for someone like me to grasp.

So for the reminder of this season, however long it may be, these words will always be true-

God is still on His throne. He is still king. I am still His daughter.

Many of the conversations that I have daily with girls show our desire to be perfect. Perfection wears on us. Never will we achieve it here. In our mess-ups, tiredness, weariness, when our perfectionism just isn’t happening, He gives us so much grace. Praise Him! Because guess what is still true in that?

God is still on His throne. He is still king. I am still His daughter.

Seasons are long. Seasons are tiring. But praise HIM for blessings! Praise HIM for grace! Praise HIM because He is still on His throne; He is still king, and we are still His sons and daughters!