Easy, Tiger.

After church, I come home, make coffee, and sit for a while. My companions are my Bible, a pen, and paper. A one-on-one date with God.

A time of opening up

speaking honestly

listening intently.

Everything I wrote in yesterday's post still plagues me. I struggle to find words I needed to find, regret not deleting the post last night and writing something else instead. But it was true. It was real. And it was raw. I still feel some pieces missing, some things left unsaid. It makes me uneasy not to have the words.

But then I read this:

And the Holy Spirit helps us in our distress. For we don't even know what we should pray for, nor how we should pray. But the Holy Spirit prays for us with groanings that cannot be expressed in words. [Romans 8:26]

So the Holy Spirit finds that words fall short sometimes, too, huh? I'm glad I'm not the only one.

But God still hears and knows anyways because the Holy Spirit makes it work. That's just plain awesome right there.

And that's when I finally say it to myself, the phrase I so often say teasingly to others or to my car when it gets overzealous: Easy, Tiger.

Sometimes with lots of emotions comes a flood of words. And sometimes there's a drought. But it's okay. God still gets it. And really and truly, because of that, it's all good...even in those moments it doesn't feel that way.

A nudged heart, a whisper as I set my pen down:

Understanding will come in time. Be patient, and it will come. Cling to what is good, right, and true for now, and that will carry you. I will carry you. Fear not. Worry not. I love you.

~"Whether we are high above the sky, or in the deepest ocean, nothing in all creation will ever be able to separate us from the love of God that is revealed in Christ Jesus our Lord." [Romans 8:39]~