Thankfulness is the state I’m in. At times I feel enveloped in mercy. It’s the mercy of the Lord that has carried me from the me I used to be, the young girl tangled in frivolous notions of perfection and romance.
Walking alongside thankfulness is brokenness. In a season of hesitation and trust, I recognize my shortcomings and weaknesses and I fall prostrate. A great deal (arguably everything unpleasant) of things in my life is the result of me trying to pursue happiness.
When I say frivolous, I mean the pursuit of happiness when You are on the back-burner. That's nothing but aimless.
