It's been a whole month...

It's been a while.
Things have been busy, yet uneventful. Does that make sense? Still good (I can't tell you how much I love consistency and routine), just....uneventful. I'm teaching ballet now. That's new and fun and exciting. It has woken up a plethora of passions that were once asleep, and I'm having a blast rediscovering them all. As riveting as a life update would be, (and by riveting I mean boring) that is not the purpose of this post.

I was spending some precious time with Jesus this morning, and I felt like I was supposed to share my journal entry.

Matthew 8:25-26
Then His disciples came to Him and awoke Him saying, "Lord, save us! We are perishing!" But He said to them, "Why are you fearful, O you of little faith?" Then He arose and rebuked the winds and the sea, and there was a great calm.

I have to admit that I can't count how many times I have felt engulfed by the waves these past few weeks. It's hard to understand the why behind so many of the things I walk through, and it's even harder to to continue to trust despite the lack of that seemingly necessary knowledge. But this morning, I refuse to be one of little faith. I read how You healed lepers and servants on their deathbed. How You cast out a legion of demons to help one little man....so why is it so hard for me to believe You can do that sort of thing in my own life?

If the same power that raised You from the dead really does live inside of me, then why do I choose to live like it doesn't? I can believe for the miraculous in my life. But even better, I can see the miraculous happen in my life.

Jesus, I choose to believe You are who You say You are. Today, I take my eyes of these waves called circumstance and know that with one word from Your mouth it's over and You win. I believe.

So there it is. Raw, straight from the pages of my journal and my life.

Back to the routine!