Every season is different.
(Thank you Captain Obvious!)
But really, this season since leaving Teen Mania has been quite different.
I feel like for the first time in my life, I'm at a point where I can finally look at who I am how I'm supposed to, that I can see clearly the things God actually desires from my life, that I really am just a person, and it's okay to be who I am.
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Part of a song I wrote towards the beginning of summer goes like this: "And all this time I thought I was changing, turns out I was becoming me..."
I don't think God's goal is so much to change us, more make us into who He originally intended us to be. Yes, this involves changing us from who we've become, because who we think we are is different than who God knows we are.
The song continues: "On the outside I may not look like much, just a shell rough to the touch, but despite what you see, I'm in the process of becoming me."
It's hard to tell this process is happening when you just take a glance; the outside doesn't always do a whole lot of justice to the inner workings. Shoot, even just a glance at the inner workings doesn't always do a whole lot of justice. But that's because it is a process.
I think I forget that, sometimes, and just want it to be over. I want to be the butterfly already because this cocoon just keeps getting hotter, darker, and smaller (and a bit smelly on occasion...).
It's such a blessing to stop, look back, and realize that all the junk you just went through was actually God pulling out the "real" you, the person you were created to be, not the one you always thought you were supposed to be.
And that makes the hot, dark, tiny, smelly cocoon worth it.
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Lately, I've been catching myself thinking, "I just wish this season would quicken its pace a little..."
It's going a bit slower than I would like.
I really, really like what's coming next.
But I know this season is this season for some reason, probably one that I don't see.
Thank God I do not appoint the seasons.
(All those people who hate fall would be coming after me with clubs.)
"Time exists because we couldn't handle everything at once."
I feel like for the first time in my life, I'm at a point where I can finally look at who I am how I'm supposed to, that I can see clearly the things God actually desires from my life, that I really am just a person, and it's okay to be who I am.
-----------------------------------------------
Part of a song I wrote towards the beginning of summer goes like this: "And all this time I thought I was changing, turns out I was becoming me..."
I don't think God's goal is so much to change us, more make us into who He originally intended us to be. Yes, this involves changing us from who we've become, because who we think we are is different than who God knows we are.
The song continues: "On the outside I may not look like much, just a shell rough to the touch, but despite what you see, I'm in the process of becoming me."
It's hard to tell this process is happening when you just take a glance; the outside doesn't always do a whole lot of justice to the inner workings. Shoot, even just a glance at the inner workings doesn't always do a whole lot of justice. But that's because it is a process.
I think I forget that, sometimes, and just want it to be over. I want to be the butterfly already because this cocoon just keeps getting hotter, darker, and smaller (and a bit smelly on occasion...).
It's such a blessing to stop, look back, and realize that all the junk you just went through was actually God pulling out the "real" you, the person you were created to be, not the one you always thought you were supposed to be.
And that makes the hot, dark, tiny, smelly cocoon worth it.
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Lately, I've been catching myself thinking, "I just wish this season would quicken its pace a little..."
It's going a bit slower than I would like.
I really, really like what's coming next.
But I know this season is this season for some reason, probably one that I don't see.
Thank God I do not appoint the seasons.
(All those people who hate fall would be coming after me with clubs.)
"Time exists because we couldn't handle everything at once."
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(At the end) A wonderful quote from a horrible movie. =)
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