I am encouraged that God used my half-hearted consent to push me down — far deeper than I wanted to go, but to the only place I could truly find and trust him.
Finding God within, I’ve found, is not possible unless I ask God to show me my ego and then to take it from me through whatever means necessary.
I cannot do anything to cause the flow of grace over my process except to stand firmly in my circumstances just as they are — and that takes grit.
New rhythms for daily life have been born for many of us while sheltering in place. Perhaps the slower, more deliberate — even drawn out — pace of moving through each day has delighted you in ways that surprise you. Perhaps your heart has been awakened in the spaciousness of an empty calendar that first annoyed you, but now holds a mysterious alluring aliveness.