Landing on my feet

I listened to a song today..I listen to songs every day. But today, this morning, there was a mood that went along greatly. A mood that screamed this is sweet. This is life. This is happiness after a whirlwind crash. And I’ve landed on my feet.

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I’m sitting on the quad at Georgetown University taking in the air; breathing in the air that carries a sweeter aroma. It’s the one that butterflies and goosebumps leave you with. The air that makes you see God’s presence. Feeling how perfect His timing is. Understanding how perfect His will is. Questioning with anticipation whats next as I sit here with an open heart and complete lack of control. No expectations. Just life. And this is just how it needs to be done. Good. Ready. Happy.

I’m grateful for what I thought was a broken plan but really what was just a glimpse into His fulfillment of a promise of great life, a prosperous future, and a life of hope. That’s just life, it’s mine. It’s my life that had numbered days since before I was created. It’s all mine, for Him, because of Him.

I could say I wish I knew then what I know now. But I don’t. This was part of the journey. This crash. This burn. This rebirth. And it makes me happy. It makes me happy to have fallen hard, fallen fast only to be picked back up. I’m carried. Held. Loved. His.

and when life happens, I’ll land on my feet, again. This is what I love.

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