And so starting a blog is easy, you get an idea and a plan then you slowly work towards making it happen. It is easy to create a long term vision. Then along comes a big wave and you get thrown over and spun 180 degrees the other way and wash up on the beach not really sure how you got there. You can’t really go back into the wave, the only real way is forward. It’s like the Bear Hunt story – you can’t go over it, you can’t go around it, you have to go through it.
It’s like the Bear Hunt story – you can’t go over it, you can’t go around it, you have to go through it.
When I decided to create a blog about intentionally building a home, I had this idea of what a home looked like. Then in a matter of months I became a single parent of two children, living in a two bedroom apartment. An apartment that can only really be called a blessing as it came at just the right time, in just the right place. Was it even possible to write a blog about home building when my home fell?
And so broken imperfect messy families are where Grace can shine through if we let it. They are still families and we can still parent with intention.
I was taken back to something I wrote a few months ago. What our children don’t need is to see our perfection that leaves them floundering in their own imperfection. They need to see authenticity and the consequences of decisions. If they see our false perfection how much more likely are they to live out our failure? And so broken imperfect messy families are where Grace can shine through if we let it. They are still families and we can still parent with intention. We can still see that if this is not the end, then surely, maybe, it is a middle or beginning? It is just a different plan to the one we had. Its a quite voice of Hope. It doesn’t negate the pain – but as I read ‘ Girl meets Change’ by Kristen Strong I am reminded that change is part of growth and ‘Time doesn’t heal all wounds – time with the Healer does’.
That maybe right now, this is the season we need, even if we don’t know why.
Healing happens as we let go of our paper thin dreams, desires and wants. We just have to jump and let go of control and trust, for me, a God that is higher and greater. That maybe right now, this is the season we need, even if we don’t know why. Even if it hurts, and feels like such a complicated mess that we cannot seem to fathom how to unravel any of it.
So the words of Isaiah 61.3 ring true ‘To all who mourn in Israel, He will give a crown of ashes, a joyous blessing instead of mourning, festive praise instead of despair. In their righteousness, they will be like great oaks that the Lord has planted for his own glory.’ and Isaiah 43.19 ‘Behold, I am doing a new thing’ now it springs forth, do you not perceive it? I will make a way in the wilderness and rivers in the desert.’
We still have purpose, our family still has a purpose – its only the end if we let it be. So we begin to rebuild the walls
And so I am learning to let go, lean in, breathe and trust. When I was handed new keys, I was also handed a new start. A new home that needs building, the start of another sanctuary, refuge and shelter. We still have purpose, our family still has a purpose – its only the end if we let it be. So we begin to rebuild the walls.