Day sixty-four: nothing is impossible

Today was the fourth Sunday of Advent. During church, I listened to the choir's Christmas Cantata and just soaked in all the music, rejoicing, and wonder that this season celebrates.

I know that this is not the most interesting photo, but as I was staring at the poinsettias on the altar, I was thinking of my revelation five months ago, and how I much I have changed since then. Similar to the altar, my perspective has been augmented.

Over the past several months, I have been working to let things be. Not to struggle as much to make my ideas of life become what I want it to be, but to allow it to evolve to what it is supposed to be. I have stopped some of my desperate attempts to clutch control. There has been peace in this.

I looked around at the full church this morning. While I am one of the very few adults not in a couple, I didn't view this as a "has not" or "lesser than" moment. This is a time for me to work on me and evolve into a better me. Again, there is peace letting the evolution happen instead of impatiently pushing through to a new step.

Pastor quoted what the angels said to Mary: "For nothing is impossible with God" (Luke 1:37). This has certainly been true in my life.

I am thankful for who and where I am. I would not be who I am today, nor feel as empowered, without the challenges of this past year. I wouldn't feel as confident in what I have to offer had I not had the rug yanked from under me. The process of rearranging and discarding pieces has made a new, and whole-r, me.