The name of this blog comes from a Christy Nockels song of the same name. The first time I heard this song, tears filled my eyes at the words below. I feel like sometimes life is such a rush toward nothing. We’re ever striving, never satisfied, mostly broken-hearted people who long to be loved and listened to, but can’t seem to find the time in the day to do the things that really, really matter and feed our souls. Everyday, every second we breathe is a call to live deeper, to love better, to learn, to grow, to respond. And more often than not, I am missing those opportunities. I don’t want to miss a thing anymore. I want to use this blog to write about life and how glorious even the raw and ugly moments are. I want to find that rest, I want to know glory. These are the things I plan to do with my one wild and precious life.
I was made for rest in a world that’s striving; to lie down in fields of green. To set my feet upon this Holy Ground; to build my life on the things unseen. Out from the ordinary into extraordinary. This is a heart cry from my life, to say I love you, God I love you, so take me deeper. I can hear You calling, inviting me in, into the glorious.
In these times of light, I must remember this: I create the light and make the darkness. I send good times and bad times. I, the LORD, am the one who does these things. Isaiah 45:7
I haven’t got anything together and I can stop looking for some hidden door that’s going to someday open up to my real, perfect life and I can stop waiting and I can start laughing praise, because this wondrous mess, this is it. ~Ann Voskamp (blog from May 9, mother’s day)