Three days ago, a door we thought was being opened was closed instead.
Two weeks from now, we will move…again.
I am physically and emotionally spent. Weary is the word.
“Come to me all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest.”
I carefully pack boxes, wondering what is next. I quietly stop and stare at empty walls, my heart mirroring them. My “what if” has become my “what now”.
For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, declares the Lord. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.
I said I would walk it. Perhaps I need carried instead.
It feels like too much too fast, but I know the Lord never deals out too much too fast. This is perfect. This is needed. This is now.
Even when I am broken and weary, He is there. Amidst boxes and questions, He is there. Amidst frantic schedules and fearful faces, He is there. Amidst teary eyes and broken hearts, He is there.
And I will thrive.
I am not left to wander in a dry land or thirst without water. I am not broken beyond repair or lost without hope of being found. I have been here before – burdened by a heavy load, needing to be carried.
And He was there.
And He is here.
This post was inspired by Casting Crowns new album Thrive available January 28th. Learn more about what it means to Thrive at facebook.com/castingcrowns