Long week of sorrows. I realize it will be like a rollercoaster. But the ride is tiring.
Disgruntled. This life is exhausting to only bring me barely breathing.
Remembering all that I have in Christ, and feeling small in all of it.
Wondering why I long to feel like I am home, belonging, beautiful, secure.
I was created for all of it, this is just not my home, I belong to Heaven.
Its ok to feel all this.
Wanting to be found in Him, and grateful for all the beauty around me and the people who care about me.
Journeying to the place I was created for, Heaven is my home…