So glad you were moved by the comment, but I’m so glad for the prompt you offered. I had not stopped to consider the long-term growth of my relationship with my brother. A true harvest!
(And his doctor came in today very impressed with his engraftment--said his sister gave him very good, quick cells! Not me. All God!)
Thoughts after reading again when I had more time:
To me, this goes hand-in-hand with something Sara Hagerty posted yesterday on vigilance vs. watchfulness ( https://sarahagerty.substack.com/p/to-be-watchful-not-vigilant-?utm_source=%2Finbox&utm_medium=reader2 ) and how we allow dread and fear to occupy "the same space where our God-given imagination was meant to reside....dread is the killjoy of our imagination. And vigilance is dread’s carrier through our minds and into our deep hearts."
Just yesterday I was battling with a bout of overthinking, which turned into that flailing you described so wonderfully. And then God sent me a rainbow (He seems to do that when I’m dealing with the unsettling things in life, which I recently wrote about in a post called Whispers to the Willing).
That arc of color against a stormy sky reminded me to chill. He’s got this.
A ditto for everything you said about Holly's post for your posts
So glad you were moved by the comment, but I’m so glad for the prompt you offered. I had not stopped to consider the long-term growth of my relationship with my brother. A true harvest!
(And his doctor came in today very impressed with his engraftment--said his sister gave him very good, quick cells! Not me. All God!)
Thoughts after reading again when I had more time:
To me, this goes hand-in-hand with something Sara Hagerty posted yesterday on vigilance vs. watchfulness ( https://sarahagerty.substack.com/p/to-be-watchful-not-vigilant-?utm_source=%2Finbox&utm_medium=reader2 ) and how we allow dread and fear to occupy "the same space where our God-given imagination was meant to reside....dread is the killjoy of our imagination. And vigilance is dread’s carrier through our minds and into our deep hearts."
Just yesterday I was battling with a bout of overthinking, which turned into that flailing you described so wonderfully. And then God sent me a rainbow (He seems to do that when I’m dealing with the unsettling things in life, which I recently wrote about in a post called Whispers to the Willing).
That arc of color against a stormy sky reminded me to chill. He’s got this.