Earlier this year, I felt like I came home to heartbreak. I lost - or rather, I was in the process of losing - my safe place and something that became a huge part of my identity. I didn't question why it was happening, but I told myself I was going to handle it with maturity and grace (I didn't). I couldn't keep myself from complaining about all that was falling away from me.
But today, I learned that that one of the best things that can happen is losing a hiding place. Because when we have nothing, we don't have a choice but to draw strength from the True Comforter.
It's funny how God works. He blesses us by withering away our desires, making us forfeit our hopes and inconveniencing our goals. And then He tell us that it's because they're not big enough.
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in a youth convention, the pastor told us how the farther you go, the closer you get to God. stepping out of the comfort zone or losing something hurts so much that it's not even funny, but in the end when we look back, it's all good and well mapped-out.
no wonder we couldn't truly understand Him :)
that last line is money
oh my goodness.
Hey Bekah, I was creeping your blog
and my mind was yelling when I read this. That is so true! And I agree :) - Stacy Cho
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