I’m Just In It

I’m Just In It

Hello again sweet friends!

I feel like it has been far too long since I’ve written to you all! I’ve been jonesing for some time to write and I just haven’t been getting it!

On some level, I’d love to write every day. But let’s be honest….I’m kind of a spaz and I don’t quite find the time every day. Or most days.

I think I talk a lot about being in a funk. I get in them for a couple days every few weeks, I suppose. I think it’s just feeling like I’ve been doing the same thing over and over and I get…for lack of a better word, bored. I feel like I just kind of numb out until I am jolted back to reality that my life is so wonderful and I need to be reminded that I am so so grateful.

I don’t have any deep insights for you today, or anything really special to share. I just wanted to let you know that I’m in it with you. I’m in the daily grind. The Christmas take-down. The recalibrating schedules after break. The part where you feel lonely and sometimes unnoticed. The “I just did the dishes, how are there more?” part of life. The zombie when I wake up, zombie when I lie down. It’s chilly, and it’s dark until late in the morning and early at night.

My house looks like this, people. All of it.

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(And for the record, you can see that my Christmas tree is still up in the background. I can’t take it down by myself, so there it sits until I have a taller grownup to help me. It might be a Valentine’s tree. Um, don’t judge me. It’s totally a thing. Or it will be. You’ll see.)

I’m just in it with you.

The mundane, and the messy.

And the best part?

So. Is. Jesus.

I woke up this morning and from the depths of my soul, I just whispered, “Just be with me today.”

Do you ever just feel like all you can say to Jesus is, “Could you just…not leave me?”

Today was that day. All I had left for Jesus today was a silent plea to simply be right with me.

So all I have for you is this — you are not alone.

I see you. Jesus sees you.

Power on, dear friend. Power on.

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