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Where have I been?

I'm not much of a blogger...that's obvious.  For me, writing has always been an outlet, but this summer, I found myself unable to write and unable to comprehend.  I won't go into details, because those details are not important, but suffice it to say that God decided I needed some more work.  Like a hermit, I retreated back into my own world.  Those closest to me knew what was going on, but I found myself unable to share.

Sometimes when God works in your life, it is a wonderful thing and leaves you breathless at how amazing he is and how powerful he is.  You marvel at how intricately he weaves circumstances together and you feel so blessed to even be touched by him...but then sometimes when he works in your life, you are left wondering when the lesson will be over, when the pain will end and when all things will be resolved.

So...I've been in the desert for a while.  I believe I'm coming out on the other side now...but occasionally the hot dry climate pulls me back in for a day or two.  Yet, even though the desert is a hot, dry and seemingly lifeless place, I found the occasional oasis that gave me pause.  In the midst of not being able to see a way out, God would whisper to me, "Trust me!  Just trust me!"  I believed I did trust God, but now I understand a little more that trusting completely meant I had to let go.  That isn't an easy thing for me and I can't say I've conquered it, but I know God really does have all things under his control.

So I'm learning and growing.  It's not always fun or exciting.  Sometimes it's painful---but always...always beneficial to my relationship with my Lord.

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  1. You have been such an encouragement to me this year. Even through a dry time for you. I'm thankful for your friendship! :D

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