In a couple days I turn another year older. In this picture 5 years ago, I had just turned a year older 6 days prior. I only know the dates because memories told me so.
The thing is though, that a month or so after this photo, the devil really thought he had me though - speechless, confronted with my own self like a mirror held up into the sunlight, heart wrenched between my chest + the devil with clenched fists around my joy like it belonged to Him, like it came from Him. This time that year propelled this depth of the valley like I ever knew before and launched me on mountain tops I didn’t realize I had already been standing on. Had it not been for THAT I would not know THIS: the in between is meant to build us up, light us on fire like a match, propel us deeper + ignite us to more. It doesn’t seem so, but I can attest from the valley, the mountaintop + four years later, that the PROCESS is always purposeful if we don’t tap out.
When we’re stuck in the in between it is really difficult to remember + to have vision for what we can not see yet. Feeling all the way stuck. And it doesn’t have to be the feeling after heart ache, or some big moment of grief after losing everything. Sometimes stuck is the “NOW WHAT?” Just keep going. Not every moment is monumental. But it all matters in the end.
💫through the PROCESS, to GOLD + GLORY —-