Wow, It's been over a month since my last post. A lot has happened since then.
School ended
Summer started
All of my friends left
Moved home for the summer
Started a new job
Started summer school
Dating ups and downs
I have had so many things I've wanted to get off my chest the last month, yet for some reason I was afraid to write them down. I didn't even journal about them, which is really out of the norm for me. I have always loved to write and especially to write down my feelings. I've come to realize that is how I think best, how I heal best, how I come to figure out what I am truly feeling deep down. Every time I went to start a post, I think I realized I didn't want to expose to myself or others that I was feeling like a
mess. Today I realized, Katelyn, what is the point of naming your blog "a beautiful mess" if you're not willing to be vulnerable with yourself and others, but even more.... what am I afraid of? I don't need to prove anything to anyone. I don't need to censor my posts so they are all bright and cheery, or inquisitive and insightful, or full of pictures and profound.
I have not felt like myself this past month but I am starting to feel like I'm crawling out of whatever funk I was in. I feel like I have built a bit of a wall recently. A wall from the Lord. A wall from thinking about what is really best for me. A wall from dealing with life. A wall from letting some people in. I am working on breaking down that wall right now. I really think that wall has been one of the biggest struggles in my walk with the Lord. Sometimes I like to think I know what is best (don't we all), instead of trusting in the Lord. I think it has to do with my independence that I have always been so fond of. I have felt really distant from the Lord this past month, some reasons obvious, others not. But I have come to realize that my walk has been so full of ups and downs like this that I can't beat myself up about it every time it happens. I feel like a little kid who has a little fall and just has to pick themselves right back up.
Tonight at church we sang one of my favorite David Crowder Band songs and it just really hit me tonight. Isn't is so awesome how certain songs touch you in different ways each time you sing them?
"He is jealous for me, Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree,
Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy.
When all of a sudden, I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory,
And I realize just how beautiful You are,
And how great Your affections are for me.
And oh, how He loves us oh
Oh how He loves us,
How He loves us all
He is jealous for me, Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree,
Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy.
When all of a sudden, I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory,
And I realize just how beautiful You are,
And how great Your affections are for me.
And oh, how He loves us oh,
Oh how He loves us,
How He loves us all
He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves.
And we are His portion and He is our prize,
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes,
If His grace is an ocean, we’re all sinking.
And heaven meets earth like an unforeseen kiss,
And my heart turns violently inside of my chest,
I don’t have time to maintain these regrets,
When I think about, the way…
That He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves.
Yeah, He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves."
I love that whole song and I could talk about how much I like each verse, but tonight I was really struck by the line, "I don't have time to maintain these regrets, When I think about the way he loves us." ......... I don't need to waste time having regrets about not loving or following the Lord like I should have this past month. We don't need to waste time thinking about any of our regrets. That is such a beautiful thing. Just being able to think about how much he loves us... Now that is even better.
This week I want to live thinking about how great his affections are for me, for us. I want to simply, "be here now," one of my favorite phrases. After I was held at gun point, I saw a counselor for a short time because I was suffering from PTSD. That was one of the most useful things I got out of my counseling sessions and a phrase that I try to live my life by.
Be Here Now.