Tangeled Up Mess

I think back on the last two months and how completely broken I have felt at times. The roller coaster I have been on just didn’t want to stop and I felt so lost in the mess at times. This undoing has been the slow unraveling of everything I held close. You’d think by now with the life I have lived I would be used to the crushing; this one caught me off guard. I am so grateful for my Heavenly Father. He is bringing meaning back to life; he is bringing beauty from ashes. I wish I could cling to Him when I am not falling to apart, I am learning but the desperation for Him is what is so beautiful in my tangled up mess. This is why I enjoy the crushing, though painful, I feel the presence of God more than ever. I survive only because he holds my hand; He untangles this messy life and catches me when I fall.