As I watch my children grow up, I see there are few greater joys than watching their souls blossom. And with that, comes the ability to know when to step in and step back in their lives to give there hearts room to grow. We have 7 summers until Sophie moves onto college...right around the corner.
This makes me more than ever take time and evaluate how I am spending my time, energy each week, and thoughts each day. I don’t have time to wait for things to happen to ‘make me happy’ (an old habit I use to put myself under - exhausting bondage) but rather learn the wise art of really learning to want what I have and see beauty in moments shared every day.
I am amazed in the last couple of months I see how my mind use to be in bondage to lies to the point I would obey my lies... I would obey my feelings of quilt - an emotion that all became to comfortable in my soul - to the point it would drive my actions for a quick high of escape and control...shopping.
I let that one go.
Time is to vital to let lies continue to dictate my joy.
My joy...bigger than watching my children hearts blossom...comes back to God and I.
Resting in God.
Actively pursuing God.
Being in communion with God. (This is when I take a deep breath, but often times that requires action that feels uncomfortable - but always freeing)
I love not just knowing but acting upon the truth God knows and grants the desires of my heart better than me so I can embrace any and every circumstance I am put into.
My joy stems from pursuing God’s glory.
It’s simple.
To often I complicate life and expectations for what I think my joys should be...
until I see a picture like the one above...
and I get it...
That’s joy.
Pure joy.
My joy.
Sweetest blessings from my heart to yours.
