You see, my belief in that statement is even deeper now, than when I wrote those words almost six months ago.
Realizing that this is a public platform and as such, does not lend itself to delving into private matters, it is not an understatement to write that my world, my life, looks radically different than it did then. And in this crazy, fallen world, I don't think I'm alone in this belief.
Then, I was married. Then, I lived in a house. Then, I lacked peace. Then, I lacked joy. And so on. . .
To be clear, my lack of peace and joy were my choices. I believe that even in the middle of trying circumstances, God always has a path that leads to peace and joy, but it is a difficult choice, and sadly, was not the path I always chose.
So I guess what I am trying to say is though life looks very different now, there are certain constants that have thankfully remained the same.
My God loves me.
I have friends and family who love me as well.
I have a job that is fulfilling and filled with people who strive to support each other in good times and bad.
I have seen the handiwork of God despite the chaos and storms of the past few months. And even more important, I have felt the presence of God and His power upholding me when I could no longer stand.
His faithfulness is unparalleled, and cannot be compared to anything else in our lives. If everything else were to be destroyed and all my other relationships removed, He is enough.
And though my story is not what I would have written, His plans are perfect.
