I want to come home. I want to see goodness where I feel bitterness. I want joy where I feel pain. I want peace where I feel uncertainty. I want to belong where I feel disconnected. As hard and humbling as it will be, I want to come home.
I'm learning living my daily life isn't boring; it's just Nazareth.
Plants bloom at different times. If every plant bloomed at the same time, we'd never be able to constantly enjoy the beauty of flowers. So, too, our lives bloom at different times, and I think in His infinite plan of love, God designs it that way so we can always have moments of joy, even in the midst of tragedy.
Our Heavenly Father is not holding out on us. He's not taking us for granted. He's overjoyed, and He deeply desires for us to share in His joy.