Rewind.

So I recently rediscovered this blog I had started years ago.  After reading it's content, all I can do is shake my head and say wow.  I remember that girl...so desperately yearning to reconnect with her abba, but so frustrated with herself for continuing to crave to the temporary trappings of this world.  The bible mentions dad would prefer us be hot or cold instead of lukewarm (revelations, I believe?), and so I decided I didn't want to be lukewarm, and if I couldn't be hot, then I'd just be cold.  And so, the prodigal daughter makes a complete 180 again and squanders her inheritance.  

Funny thing though, even in the midst of my rebellion, the father still patiently waited for me to come to my senses.  Though I was still too stubborn for subtle wooing, he had my attention pretty quick when a sudden illness induced renal failure. It's amazing how playtime just seems pointless when faced with morbidity.  Since then, I've been assessing my life and realizing what changes need to be made to bring me back to the point of childlike faith and growth.  Some were easy, while others I'm still wrestling with because it directly involves relationships in my life that I know aren't the healthiest for me, but they are people I do care about and don't want to hurt.  The writing's on the wall and it's clear what i need to do.  I just pray I have to strength and grace to follow through.

So this quirky princess once again reclaims her palace of quirks.  Sweeping out the cobwebs and negative tapes, learning to grow in the grace and freedom that's been so richly given.  I don't know if anyone will even read any of this, but welcome to my journey.  If you have anything to contribute along the way, please feel free to share.