I can’t say off the top of my head how many blog drafts I have on my account currently.  It’s a lot. 

Silence doesn’t mean I don’t have anything to say, it just means sometimes there is too much to say, so it’s better not to say anything.  Those who know me know what my thoughts and feelings are, so there’s no need to blast it out to the world.  Some things are sacred, some things are kept deep in the heart.

Often, I think about pivotal decisions in my life; turning points and forks in the road in which I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that God was calling me down a different path.  Those moments are few and far between for me, but it’s a familiar feeling.  They are moments in which when I look back, I wonder why I wasn’t scared shitless.  I wonder how in the world I felt so much peace.  And I guess that’s just it.  Peace. These moments are marked with peace, regardless of what the decision was.

Sometimes God speaks through other people, sometimes he speaks through circumstances, and sometimes, it’s simply finding a quarter.  (Weird, I know, but true in my case.)

I cannot say what the future holds, but all I know this life was meant to be lived, and that what God has for us is beyond anything we could dream up for ourselves.  Read Ephesians, it will change you.

This is a journey, not a destination.  This is about knowing God in a deep way, as we walk through seasons of life, and are drawn closer to him.  It’s less about being happy.  More about him.  Less about us.  Think about it.