It’s been a while since I’ve stared at a blank screen for the sole purpose of letting it all out. I would look to this act as a place of peace, joy, pouring out, and consuming. A perfect cluster of beauty and brokenness that I ran to on a daily basis.
How quickly do you lose site of your gift when life gets in the way? I lost it. And I’m running full force back at it.
I am overwhelmed with this realization. That even in an act of ministry we can fail and fail hard. Why? We may all be called to minister, but none of us are qualified. Because though the bow is tied, and the wrapping is shiny, we are broken and shattered on the inside. We are sinners at heart and perfection should not be our end game, yet we constantly make it so. Without even realizing it I turned my purpose into a job; another task on my list; and a deadline I needed to meet. I allowed the devil to use the joy in God to be the turn from God. Read More