Hello world, it’s me. It’s been a while, but life has been pretty crazy — I am finally done with my Junior year (can I get a hallelujah?) and finals are over. I can breathe again. Life is good.
One thing that I do each day is write in a journal. Now, you may think, “Well, I ain’t got time for that. That is so not my style.” And to be honest, I was one of you. I didn’t ever think that letting myself spill all of my emotions, thoughts, and feelings on paper would help me feel some form of relief from the realities of life, but I am a journal writer survivor. It has helped me see the good in every day, even though it may not feel like there is any ray of light in my life. It helps me see the hand of God, and how much He does not leave me alone when I feel lost and abandoned. It has helped me refocus my life, to see what is important and what is simply extra stress I am putting on myself. In other words, it has become my life map; my balm to heal the broken heart, and the the anxiety-filled, stress consumed brain of mine.
So, as I was journaling one night, the quote for that day (my journals have inspirational quotes for every day. I’m a inspirational quote junkie) has been something that I have thought a lot about. The quote was this:
“A quilt may take a year; but if you just keep doing it, you get a quilt.” — Chuck Close
And here are my take aways from this:
THINGS TAKE TIME. I have to learn patience and God’s timing in all things. Things are happening all around me, and while they may not be happening as fast as I want them to, they are still happening nonetheless. For example, the process to get a boyfriend has become the longest stretch in the history of relationships. I mean, I go to a religious university where the average dating span from dates to marriages is literally months — and here I am just chilling and listening to some Enya. Let’s just say that this is not in my timing. Heck, it’s not that I want to get hitched within a 5 month period, but it would be nice to have someone, ya know? All my single ladies (and dudes out there) can agree. This has been one of the hardest parts of making “my quilt” — my life, my dreams, my future. God has some Ryan Reynolds out there for me, and I just have to be patient, letting God’s plan for me become my main goal.
Honestly, I must learn how to put everything in the Lord’s hands. That doesn’t mean I quit trying, it just means that I try to continually do better each day. Not fretting over my failures, or wondering why I am not good enough for the thousands of eligible bachelors at my school.
If my life is a quilt, then here is some insight for you. God is the master sower. I am his creation, His masterpiece of intricate stitching and mending and delicate care. He sows our hearts to His and stitches us back together when we fall apart. When we are worn in places, barely holding it together, He strengthens us by putting on new fabric. He enhances us to become what He knows we can become. And while it may take years to become the great quilt with an even greater purpose of warming those around us, we still become a quilt. We still become His greatest creation. We are His artwork and He molds us to reflect uniqueness and love in every. Single. Stitch.
Until next time…