Lately

Lately it's been weird

Lately it's crazy

Lately my sense of everything is getting kind of hazy

I've been feeling tired even without all the commitments

the everyday life things

Its all a little different

Or really different?

Really strange?

Like we were flipping through the book

but now we've stopped on just one page?

Yeah, lately it's been...

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Add whatever it's been for you: Sad, angering, fun, restful, tiring, scary, peaceful. Because it is a lot of things for a lot of people.

I wrote this poem, not because I feel doomed, not because I feel like my sense of life and purpose is lost, but because it is all different. And change is something that is (usually) hard to deal with. But, as I've learned, it doesn't help to play like the feelings of crazy, weird, haziness don't exist, but to recognize those things. When we do, we begin to realize that we really aren't alone in this. And we are not the only people thinking that exact.same.way.

Last time I checked I wasn't the only one missing my friends right now, or longing to go to an event, or scared of the unknowns that loom above us all. Because they are there, there are things we don't understand, but that doesn't mean despair. There have been countless times in history when people have faced tragedy, conflict, fear, but time did not stop there did it? The world didn't end. Resilience, let's learn this skill. Bend, but don't break. Stretch, but don't snap. Take in what you must now and apply it later.

I choose, and you can choose with me, to not dwell in the fear of right now, in the doubt and conflict and disease that has been all we see lately. Yes, lately all these things have been so, but set your minds elsewhere. I am putting my trust in the One who has never and will never let me down.

"(5)For those who live according to the flesh set their minds on the things of the flesh, but those who live according to the Spirit set their minds on the things of the Spirit.(6) For to set the mind on the flesh is death, but to set the mind on the Spirit is life and peace."

Romans 8:5&6 (emphasis mine)

"For you did not receive the spirit of slavery to fall back into fear, but you have received the Spirit of adoption as heirs, by whom we cry, "Abba! Father!" Romans 8:15 (emphasis mine)

What a promise to rest in.