The Raft

I haven’t written much. I know. Sometimes you just float along in life and that’s ok. As I like to say, it’s better than drowning. A lot of things are honestly. 

Sometimes life just happens. Nothing bad, nothing good. It can feel overwhelming and depressing because nothing changes. But life isn’t meant to be a rollercoaster. And that’s something I realized after so many years. It’s alright to be able to take a breath, it doesn’t mean the world is coming to an end. 

Perhaps we’ve trained ourselves too much to expect what happens next that we forget about what’s right in front of us. 

I know I have. 

But someone told me something that made me realize just how precious time and waiting is. Jesus waited thirty years to start His ministry. He was 33 years old when He died. He only spent 3 years of that whole time in public ministry. 

If Jesus did it, literally God, then why can’t we? There must be a reason. 

I’ve been struggling from drowning for so long that my body doesn’t know how to process being able to breathe. The sheer relief from it. Maybe you don’t either. And that’s ok. Take a breath and close your eyes. And thank God for the present. For the moment that you’re ok. Just ok is actually sometimes ok. It’s better than not ok. 

His timing is perfect. His time, His way is perfect.