It's often times easier for us to talk about the "lighter" sides of things. The sides with the happy endings and the success stories.
But can we just be real for a second?
What is success?
What is a happy ending?
When you've accomplished the goal in front of you are you really done? Are you really satisfied?
God is really working in my heart in some big, hard to accept ways and to be truthful it's been a painful process.
He is showing me through some really wise people He has placed in my life that not everything has to be about accomplishments. That not everything has a finish line. That sometimes, most of the time, the more valuable "accomplishment" is not measurable, but instead complete surrender.
That maybe I place so much value on my accomplishments because I find my own worth within them. Therefore if I don't succeed I am nothing. This is a lie. This is me trying to assign my own worth rather trusting in the one who lavished on me insurmountable worth.
I am loved by God who doesn't need me but WANTS me instead. He wants you too. This is pretty mid blowing, you guys.
Anyways, this vaugely deep post aside, I am grateful for crazy nights, busy days full of friends and deep conversation, loud toddlers, and this cozy Chamomile candle + botany book.