Hopeful

I am still here, and I am still going on the Race.

 

I was overcome with fear, as I stopped working, stayed home and geared up with a facemask to go to the grocery store. When the full force of the outbreak hit, I laughed at the prospect of traveling the world in just a couple months. I was glad to get a seemingly clear “no” as I slowly processed the dramatic halt of all normality. I sat in that fear for weeks.

I then realized my fear was not from the virus, but fear that God stopped providing for me.

 

Oh what a lie.

 

I have learned a lot in the past couple months. I learned about the depth of my anxiety when I didn’t believe God is in control. I learned about the abundance of grace that is lavished on me everyday as I try (and fail) to do things on my own. I learned that connection with people I love and who love me, is vital to my wellness. I was reminded that the God of all comfort sees me and knows me and loves me.

 

I am so thankful for this season of growth. It’s been a season of patience, grief and worry, but also a season of deepening, thankfulness and surrender to the Lord. It has been a really amazing season of sweet family time, reconnection and grace.

 

I have been so encouraged and have felt so loved as I begin reconnecting with old and new friends. “Sweet friendship refreshes the soul” says Proverbs 27:9; oh, that it does. I am excited to start my journey of fundraising! The Lord has so graciously changed my understanding from an unwelcome obligation to an encouraging time of connection and prayerfulness.

 

I am thankful and I am hopeful.