*sigh*
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It's been a year. At this point I'm not sure who reads this blog, if anyone, because over the years I've changed blog names so much that I'm sure I've lost most of my readers along the way. And that's alright. But just in case, I want to make sure that every word on this page is something I'd be okay with anyone/everyone I know reading it. So there's that.
Writing blog posts has been a great joy of my life over the years, even though I haven't done it nearly as frequently as I would have liked. But it reminds me of a simpler time. A mentally slower time. A hopeful time. It's a nostalgic activity and I suppose that's why I'm here tonight. I'm thinking and reflecting on the last decade of my life and how everything has changed- how I have changed.
I read back on all my old blog posts and they're the stories of the building of my life. All the little details, all those days, all those thoughts, all that effort. The joy. The amazement. The growth.
Things have changed, a lot. I'm different after this year, and even though I'm still me and I'll always be me, I'll never be the person who wrote those old nostalgic blog posts ever again. In some ways that's good, and in many ways it's very sad. I'm going through a lot right now and rethinking everything. Big, turbulent life seasons have a way of doing that, of ushering you into a sort of reinventing of yourself. This isn't the first time I've experienced this in life, and I suppose that's a blessing. I have experience but this time around I also have grounding, I have more wisdom, I have really great friends, I have my little family, and most importantly, I have God.
Yes, God. The One who is in control, who knows all and IS all. The One who is writing my story as we speak. The One who holds the world and each of us in His hands. The One who works all things for good. The One who can be trusted. The One who loves. The One who will never leave or forsake me. The One who is always with me, who is near when I'm brokenhearted.
Yes, God. Thank god.
Lindsay
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