I find much comfort in knowing I have hope even when times are challenging, hard, disappointing, or painful. Without hope, I think I would despair and wonder at the point of it all. But today I am grateful for the comfort I find in being made whole and realizing how I’m allowed to be wholly me when life gets rough and tumble.
I’ve been in a long season of highs and mostly lows, the kind that rip your heart out and make you question everything and everyone. I don’t know that I’ll go into too much detail about any of that anytime soon since I’m still processing much of it. I consider this summer season a time of recovery.
I am an educator, so I have summers off – well at least a good chunk of it. It’s not just for playtime or vacationing. It’s for recovery mode – the restoration of self in heart, mind, body, and soul. It is saying yes to self and soul care. It is being open to the abundance of God and disagreeing with scarcity. It is reorienting myself to truths that last and that do not disappoint no matter what is happening around me.
Is life around or in me perfect? By all means no. In fact it seems things have gotten worse, but I’m working to not let that discolor my faith or belief. I am choosing to see with a different perspective that insists on hope in the darkness. It’s not easy, but I keep showing up I keep believing. I keep expecting God to do His thing. I keep holding myself to the irrefutable evidence of Immanuel, God with us who works behinds the scenes and on our behalf in ways I cannot fathom. I find deep solace in this truth: God is near. He has good in store for me because He’s a good Father, and there’s no reason for me to be afraid.
So, me? I persist. I choose the discomfort of the moment knowing I have an abiding Comforter who will not let me go. And that is Good News!
How are you finding comfort in the darkness? I’d love to hear your stories.