Saturday, February 26, 2011
I love it.
I claimed it.
I had the words engraved on a bracelet.
Surprises. He greets us with them daily. I wear the words to remember that I must open my hands to receive them - the good, and oh it's so hard, but also the bad.
Yesterday was a struggle. Somehow, I put the struggle on the shelf and decided to live like it wasn't there. Oh, if it were always that easy. I spent the morning at my daughter's preschool brushing up against the amazing love of children, and decided I was going to soak up the creative. Forever 21 looked like a fun store to check out. I forever felt way too old to be shopping there, but I dove into the fun with my girls. We laughed. They picked out necklaces and helped me pick out a cute shirt.
The struggle didn't join us. Surprise. The pain slipped away. Surprise. My living in the moment of who I was made to be and not in the storms that threaten my sea - it was possible. Surprise.
And then, he reminded me he was there and he had been the one who let the joy in, who brought the strength to find the joy.
Surprise. On the bottom of my Forever 21 bright yellow bag - there it was, in simple bold letters: "John 3:16". Surprise.
Don't you love when he surprises you?
Reaching for his hem,