I am so emotionally exhausted I can barely think a coherent thought. If I can write one, let us consider it a miracle.
Today was not a typical Friday. One of the biggest reasons it was not is because I struggled very little with anxiety and fear like I do on a typical Friday. I met with an amazing mentor-type friend this afternoon to talk about my vision for a workshop for one of my ministries. It was a real emotional high. She is one of those world’s best listener types. I think she now knows things about what I feel God is calling me to that even my best friends do not. She is the kind of listener I want to be someday.
Then I had an emotional lull setting up for CR. I got a bit nervous about what I planned on sharing. Then what I was nervous about sharing turned out to not surprise anyone really at all. But what I was not nervous about sharing did. Emotions are weird. In small group I could not think a coherent thought, but apparently said coherent things. Then I had a post-CR meeting. Now I am here trying to digest my day, which is mostly really overwhelming in a very wonderful way.
God just has a way of confirming things (visions, ideas, dreams) in my life that is extremely disconcertingly exciting and intimidating and wonderful. I truly do love my life.
“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” – Jeremiah 29:11