I really fail at this...

I always promise myself that I'm going to get better at blogging...
...if I keep saying it maybe it will become true.

I always start a blog and then never finish it because so much has happened since the last time I wrote anything. I'm not even sure that I could fit all the craziness of the last couple months in a blog, so I'm not even really going to try. Jesus has been doing a whole lot in me recently, so we can just talk about that. :)

• I've been reading through the book of Isaiah lately, and I was getting really depressed in it towards the beginning. I think I was feeling this way because I saw so much of myself in the countries that were rebelling against the Lord. He constantly reminds me of His faithfulness and I constantly forget. Then, I hit Isaiah 40. ^1-2 "Comfort, oh comfort my people,"
  says your God.
  "Speak softly and tenderly to Jerusalem,
  but also make it very clear
  That she has served her sentence,
  that her sin is taken care of—forgiven!
  She's been punished enough and more than enough,
  and now it's over and done with."
  

• This passage brings me to tears almost every time I read it. It's like Jesus put it in the Bible just for me (don't you love it when Scripture feels so personal?). This past fall, satan really did a work on me...trying to make me believe that I haven't really been made new by the blood of Christ. It was one of the darkest times of my life and I've never felt more anxiety. I knew the Truth in my head, but the lies were so much "easier" for my heart to believe. I don't have the capacity to understand how Jesus sees us as new people (really), because as a human I hold onto things. Thankfully, after much prayer, repeition of truth, and support from friends, I came through the season with a better understanding of grace and redemption. I'm so thankful...

• Here recently, Jesus has also urged me to have a conversation with someone that had needed to happen for a long time. Without going into much detail, I was amazed at how much healing the conversation brought to my heart. The Lord's freedom is a sweet, sweet thing and it's plentiful when we listen to what He calls us to do.
  

• Freshley is blowing my mind. I love our boys, but I have been so blessed by our girls recently. They each follow the Lord so faithfully in their own sepeate situations. When He speaks, they listen...and put their trust in Him for whatever might happen next. I can only hope that by spending time with them that they might rub off on me. I love them all so dearly and am so excited to see what the Lord has for their lives this semester.
  

I want to end this post with some encouragement for anyone who might be going through one of those dry seasons...
"God doesn't come and go. God lasts. He's Creator of all you can see or imagine. He doesn't get tired out, doesn't pause to catch his breath. And he knows everything, inside and out. He energizes those who get tired, gives fresh strength to dropouts. For even young people tire and drop out, young folk in their prime stumble and fall. But those who wait upon God get fresh strength. They spread their wings and soar like eagles, They run and don't get tired, they walk and don't lag behind."-end of Isaiah 40

Love ya'll...