The past years have knocked me.
I’ve felt pain and anger.
I’ve diluted for others.
I’ve begged for a say and reprieve.
I’ve sought safety and direction.
I’ve felt confusion and anxiety.
Then in heated words God brought help.
In these months I’ve found healing and clarity.
I’ve been reaquanted with lightness and joy.
I’ve regained value as an ordinary girl with an extraordinary God.
I’ve relearnt the value in the voice, the heart and gifting’s He’s given.
I’ve been reminded of the gift of simplicity.
I’ve learnt the importance of alignment with those around you and the cost if that is missing.
I’ve been given permission to thrive and discover in the safety of God’s tender care.
I’ve been empowered to put in boundaries and safety checks for when the warning bells ring.
I’ve been encouraged to ensure knocks are not stumbling blocks but rather launch pads of further growth and adventure, purpose and more.
I’ve been corrected on the importance of self care, relationships that are mutual and having the courage to stay true to your lane.
I’ve been taught about the wisdom in parting, the grace in accepting, the beauty in trusting.
I’ve been humbled by the space given to truly heal, to grow, to discover, to let go, to re-imagine and trust.
I’ve been given the gift of being at peace, being free, being expectant because it’s not my business how God uses all the hard knocks of each chapters that have been for the chapters that are ahead.
What about you? Do you need the space to heal? Will you do the hard work to get there and wisely choose who is alongside for that?