My Hallelujah will never be the same

“Every season actually has its beauty if we are yielded to it, if not we will really suffer through the season at hand, and loose the sight of the journey’s purpose.” 

This side of heaven our hearts cry and struggles almost send up a different kind of desire & need for God. In the tough seasons of like we express a dependency on Him and a surrender with a different kind of sound. Because we realize we really are not in control.

And that effects the sound of our Hallelujah here below.

In these seasons where we feel turned around, or feel God isn’t doing anything or frankly feel alone and unsure of what to do —its a kind of Holy Ground. Or maybe even better put a “Holy Grounding”.

The truth is we really want to be in control (and think we fully can be) as humans. We scurry around trying to make everything happen and get disappointed when all of it doesn’t work out. And for me disappointment can just destroy the reality and follow me around like a lens in my glasses ruining all perspectives & realities. I’ve been working on adjusting my lenses (but that’s a post for another day).

I didn’t so much realize how it effected me until I started to see myself maturing this Summer. Almost as if there was a switch that has turned off and I needed to flip it back on. As I’ve walked through some difficult moments this season I’ve found myself almost grateful for it. Not grateful for the hurtful things or the disappointments—but grateful for the way I’v partnered with God in every situation. Navigating emotions, making wise choices, and even choosing to do the right things when the wrong thing was done to me.

I’m learning that the maturing in me can outlast the unhealthy hurtful things around me.

“Maturing tree’s establish a healthy growth pattern that includes some limbs needing to be cut off as a pattern of life, so the full try can be nourished and fully mature.”