Grace Upon Grace

Well, hello December. Where did you come from? I remember as a kid, my momma would always say “Remember this now, because as you get older, time only flies.” She also said that bellbottoms and fashion would make it’s rounds again, and well, here we are. And she wasn’t lying. But seriously, how is it December 11 th ? --- Yes, I am aware that today is December 30th. I started writing this on December 11 th . And then tried again on December 22 nd . And yeah, well, here we are. ---  I feel like yesterday, I was writing my 2017 end of the year blog and here I am writing my 2018 end of the year blog. So much unplanned has happened. So much didn’t happen that I thought would happen. But yet, so much did in fact happen! Whew!  My word, well words for 2018 were “stewardship & fulfillment”. My prayer is that I stewarded well what was laid in my hands and along my path, and most importantly, I pray that regardless of how things did or didn’t go, I pray that as the year ends, tha

This might start off a little rocky and random, but if I have learned anything over the past 365 days, it is that it doesn’t have to be perfect. I don’t have to articulate the most perfect sentences and I am sure that sentence itself had some imperfections. It doesn’t always have to make sense. Sometimes, most times, it’s quite terrifying- the unknown, the uneasiness, the anxiousness, the fear, the hesitancy, the confusion, the restlessness. All of it. It’s all terrifying. But what is on the other side of that journey, is a beautiful story of restoration. A story of hope. A story of healing. A story of absolute, total surrender. It’s been 365 days since I sat at my kitchen table after a youth service, ate cereal and had my first full on melt down/ anxiety/ panic attack- whatever you want to call it, that I had ever experienced. I sat directly across the table from my roommate and within 30 seconds, I felt as though something overcame me in a way that I had never experienced in m