these past couple of weeks have been weird.
i'm almost done with my freshman year in high school (WHATTTTTT), and life has kind of done a 180 on me. I haven't showed up to The Lord in a while, and for that my heart is restless. But despite my running, i'm seeing as i write these words that He's allowed me to do some self-discovering and advance my self-worth through Him. and for that, i am thankful.
i've come across an obvious fact, and it's simply that you guys haven't met me yet. we've gone through faithful adventures and struggles together with The Lord by our sides, but i don't think that you and me have met yet. how could i forget?
my friend brenna did something like this on her blog, and i wanted to do something like it on mine. so thanks brenna, for being creative and for letting me run off of your ideas.
meet me in pinterest quotes and post-its that cover my room.
meet me in joy, and the joy we find through the one who created it.
meet me for a tervis cup of creamer with a dash of coffee (i know what i mean.)
meet me with an eno at the lake.
meet me with your self-doubt and insecurities, so that we can fend them off together.
meet me in your best, but don't be afraid to show up at your worst.
meet me with candles, brightly colored flowers, and letters about anything and everything.
meet me in your brokenness, because chances are i'm a little broken too.
meet me in hitchcock, because there's no such thing as too much exploring.
meet me in the booth at moes, with your hands full of quesadillas (i'm there at least twice a week)
meet me in the back row at church on sunday, struggling to grasp what is being said but still trying.
meet me full of vulnerability, so that God can shape us into something beautiful. (i promise it'll happen)
meet me in the stress that i create for schoolwork, even though most of it's not due for another two weeks.
meet me with a roo cup, so that we can drink our body weight in slushies together.
meet me in the words that people have so gracefully strung together to create worship for my Father.
meet me when you're blaming yourself for every little thing, because i'm a pro.
meet me on wednesday nights upstairs, when my heart is filled to the brim with happiness and contentedness.
meet me on sunny sundays when your heart is full of adventure.
meet me on rainy saturdays so we can complain together, because i hate those too.
meet me when you need a hand to hold and another heart to be with.
meet me for the bachlorette (#teamkaitlyn)
meet me with sweatshirt blankets and more iced coffee.
meet me at the foot of the cross. i promise (double pinky swear) that i'll be there.
i haven't met God much this week. even though i said in my last blog post that i would. and it makes me so joyful that He's still waiting, and even though i'm late, He's waiting for me to jump into His arms as i so love to do. He' s waiting for me to realize where i need to be, and in His arms is just the place.
i ask that you pray for me, that you'll pray for me to have the strength to show up, to let myself be found, and for my heart to be still in the One that gave it all so that i could bring my heart, no matter it's state, to Him.
this is quite possibly my worship song to sing, and i wanted to incorporate it into this:
i'll find you there:
When I needed love
When I needed peace
When I needed understanding
I found You there
When I needed hope
When I needed strength
When I needed someone who cares
Lord, I found You there
Lord You made me laugh
even when I felt like crying
Lord You made me sing even
when my heart was achin'
When I needed love
When I needed peace
When I needed understanding
Lord, I found You there
When I needed hope
When I needed grace
When I needed one more chance
Lord I found You there...
Lord You made me laugh
even when I felt like crying
Lord You made me sing
even when my heart was achin'
Lord, you let me hide in You
when the sky was ragin'
I know the sun always shines... After the rain
So now I sing to you...
I'll find You there, (Lord I know it's true)
I'll find You there, (cuz' I believe in You)
I'll find You there, (oh, Lord)
thanks for reading, friends, and i'm glad we got to meet.
kneeling at the foot of the cross,
lin
(p.s.-the reason all my words aren't capitalized is that it's the end of the school year and i'm tired/lazy. sorry not sorry)
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