We all those things and goals about which we dream. And we all have things for which we pray. But what happens when the two meet? What happens is spectacular.
I have worked so hard over the past years, and this past year especially. It has been beyond hard. But as deep as the heartache has been, so has the joy.
After loosing everything, at least it seemed like, I have finally regained my footing and my life. I lost my parents my boyfriend who I was madly in love with, I will be loosing the family home, lost everything I was it seemed. I was drowning in grief, loss, and sadness.
All I have wanted this whole time is to just be held and have someone tell me that it will be OK, no matter what. I have wanted a shoulder to cry on, and arms to hold me. I have wanted someone to help and have compassion.
But life is not a fairy tale and sometimes we don’t get what we want. Sometimes we have to work hard to pick ourselves off, and be our own safe harbor. And that is OK, it will make us stronger, as long as we don’t let it make us bitter and impenetrable.
That is what I have done. I have had a many friends who have helped me along the way, and they have been my heart. And I have worked hard at putting my life and myself back together. It’s been a tough year.
But God works in mysterious ways. And this week, the hardest week for my heart, has also seen more blessing and miracles than I thought possible. And isn’t that just the mysteries of life? How it all works and how it is all intertwined. But I had to let go of all the anger first.
I want a life full of love, where love is so present that it is tangible. I want to walk in love and light. If I accept the grace and compassion from God, and I want a life of love, then I must pass that on. God is from where all love originates. It passes through us, touches us, fills us and makes us better. Then when we pass on that love, it grows and becomes another miracle.
And that is the miracle of blessings and Grace.