I read this excerpt from a T.S. Eliot poem a few weeks ago: It spoke to something deep within me. I find it hard to find the words to describe the internal season I have been walking (trudging?) through of late. In many ways, my life seems to be going well. I have days free to spend as I wish while my daughter is at school. I have ample time to read, write, catch up with friends, do my MOPS work, keep the house. And yet those things haven’t been done like I would want. I turn to numbing distraction frequently. A symptom of my soul feeling heavy and disconnected.…

This week has been full and, at times, has felt overwhelming (or maybe it was only my expectations of myself that were overwhelming). I have many things to be grateful for this week: The decision that has been looming over me and constantly playing in the back of my mind has been made. I may have felt a little ill as I said yes but have a peace that it is the right call. Unfortunately, my cruelty must be ongoing as details cannot be shared as yet. The encouragement of colleagues on a bad day. I love the company I work for and the people I get to work with.…

I’m not sure even where to start. Emotions have been in turmoil. Peace has been found. Heart has been shredded. Plans for selling our house and moving have hit some roadblocks that we are still navigating. It took a couple of days to bring myself back to a place of trusting God that He has a plan in all of this and staying at peace. Throughout my disappointment, anger and warring emotions, I had flashes of guilt that I was so upset when I still have a roof over my head- a house that may be small by the standards that I measure by but is a palace compared to…

I’m not sure even where to start. Emotions have been in turmoil. Peace has been found. Heart has been shredded. Plans for selling our house and moving have hit some roadblocks that we are still navigating. It took a couple of days to bring myself back to a place of trusting God that He has a plan in all of this and staying at peace. Throughout my disappointment, anger and warring emotions, I had flashes of guilt that I was so upset when I still have a roof over my head- a house that may be small by the standards that I measure by but is a palace compared to…

Lord, When did I get so indifferent to the miracles recorded in Your Word? When did this familiarity with the stories cull the faith they should inspire? Ignite that fire within me again. Open my heart and mind to what You are teaching me in this season. Sickness and tiredness have robbed me too often by numbing me to everything going on around, including Your voice. I refuse to sink into that same pit again. I deeply desire a more intimate relationship with You. I feel a holy discontent with where I am at in my faith walk. I thank You for the progress I have made though. Imperfect progress.…

Lord, When did I get so indifferent to the miracles recorded in Your Word? When did this familiarity with the stories cull the faith they should inspire? Ignite that fire within me again. Open my heart and mind to what You are teaching me in this season. Sickness and tiredness have robbed me too often by numbing me to everything going on around, including Your voice. I refuse to sink into that same pit again. I deeply desire a more intimate relationship with You. I feel a holy discontent with where I am at in my faith walk. I thank You for the progress I have made though. Imperfect progress.…

Image courtesy of taesmileland at FreeDigitalPhotos.net Today marks 14 years since I moved to Australia with my family. I simultaneously feel like that number is too low and too high. To be honest, I am not sure how I feel right now. Australia is home now and I cannot imagine ever moving back. My life in Zimbabwe feels more like a dream than reality. And yet, there is still a part of my heart there.  I am beyond blessed to have much of my extended family in Australia with us now. I think this helps in making Australia my true home now, however, I miss the family and friends that are…

Image courtesy of taesmileland at FreeDigitalPhotos.net Today marks 14 years since I moved to Australia with my family. I simultaneously feel like that number is too low and too high. To be honest, I am not sure how I feel right now. Australia is home now and I cannot imagine ever moving back. My life in Zimbabwe feels more like a dream than reality. And yet, there is still a part of my heart there.  I am beyond blessed to have much of my extended family in Australia with us now. I think this helps in making Australia my true home now, however, I miss the family and friends that are…

I have again been struck down with illness so taking a short moment to share a passage of Scripture that I am loving this week. photo credit: Hussain Isa via photopin cc

I have again been struck down with illness so taking a short moment to share a passage of Scripture that I am loving this week. photo credit: Hussain Isa via photopin cc