Life is complicated and hard sometimes. I have yet to perfect parenting while being grown and taught myself. They aren’t my world. Were not meant to be but I could embrace the tendency to make them that way. It’s hard to let go. And let the God of the universe have His way. But I trust He can perfect it way better than I can. But I will be on my knees in the meantime.

At a women’s conference recently, this was the message to me loud and clear. Trust the process. No matter where you are or what you are going through. Valley, desert, mountains, wilderness, raging river. There is hope in the process. Patience to be learned in the process. Growth to be found there. We can worship in the process. Because He is there in the process. With us. For us. Loving us. We can look back on the many times we found Him at the end of any trial.

My current biggest advice. Find safe places to share your self. Your deep intimate personal authentic feelings. These places may not be who and what you expected. But we all have emotional sides that need to be explored and heard. Ask yourself some questions. Greatest fears. Biggest longing. Deepest hurt. Write it down. Share with God. Find a human to share. Sharing your story and testimony changes things. Brings perspective. Health. Healing. Then worship. Reminds the enemy He can’t touch us!

Then go learn something new. Some spiritually healthy practice. Some physical activity. Something creative. Leave room for LOVE!.

I love these people. I want to show up whole hearted and I know having them in my life is part of that lesson. And I am grateful.

The hardest part is showing up in the mundane day by day of life. Do something today to make the everyday a little more unique and special.

We are deeply loved by a creative Father and He never leaves us. Not for a minute. Even if in our current circumstances it’s a stretch to believe.