If I’m completely honest, I’ve been like Jonah fleeing in the opposite direction of Nineveh far more times in my life than I’d care to admit; sensing God’s direction, but instead choosing to follow my own tightly held plans.

I resolved to give the power of my words back to the only One deserving of holding them. This can only happen by sharing who I am with complete vulnerability. So it is in complete humility that I share this.

But what I’ve come to realize this year is how much I have continued to let the words of others have power over me. Words that the enemy uses to point out my “toos.”

Frustrated, I’m gently reminded I don’t hold that kind of power. And God in His sovereignty shows me that there are still pieces alive and thriving that He is sustaining…beautiful pops of color…signs of life…to point me to the Hope I should cling to.

His presence when I’m in a season of life where it’s easy to see and recognize His hand is no different than His presence when I’m in a season surrounded by darkness.