It has been a minute. It has felt like an eternity.
But I am here.
I am breathing.
Just when you think that all of the things were going to continue smoothly, a hiccup comes. A bump in the road. A struggle with the normalcy of life in the wake of something you cannot control. I have plans to travel, and they have not changed. Some of the requirements of the trip have changed, but not so drastically that I cannot go. And I know this, but still, I stress. I wonder.
And so now, I pray.
This used to be my last instinct. Now, it is becoming my first.
I can do nothing without God. Absolutely nothing. He is my lifeboat, my rock, my only steady hand in the face of current uncertainties. He is the only thing stable for any of us, and I wish I could reiterate that to any and everyone who is in trouble now. His love for me and you are great. His love for the world is cosmic and he breathed stars into being.
I need not worry about who holds my tomorrow, for even if it does not go as I have planned, He is not worried. He has not forgotten me. He has not wondered where my faith has gone, or my courage. He is bold as a lion and fearless. He strikes down nations with a word and brings to life things that were dead with his very breath. He is Alpha. He is Omega. His glory is irrefutable. And if I am the only one to declare this in the middle of this chaos…
So be it.
Thank you, God, for being the shelter we need. You reign fully and mightly, and I love you.