nothing is wasted.

nothing is wasted.

period.

last thursday my sweet husband took the kids to dinner

and

i took to the pavement.

running is therapeutic to me.

i put on my headphones and turned the music up.

the first few steps of running up the hill are torturous,

but i keep on going.

hurt.

so.

good.

right?

many mixed emotions of this day.

one of my closest friends, lorien was driving

from Pittsburgh

to Columbia.

Home.

the past year has been one filled with close friends moving.

maia.

janet.

patty.

gwen.

lorien.

so needless to say i think i had been in denial about her moving back. 

really God?

really?

the tears started to flow with each step i took.

listening to this song by jason gray:

"Nothing is Wasted."

The hurt that broke your heart
And left you trembling in the dark
Feeling lost and alone
Will tell you hope’s a lie
But what if every tear you cry
Will seed the ground where joy will grow

And nothing is wasted
Nothing is wasted
In the hands of our Redeemer
Nothing is wasted

It’s from the deepest wounds
That beauty finds a place to bloom 
And you will see before the end
That every broken piece is
Gathered in the heart of Jesus
And what’s lost will be found again

And nothing is wasted
Nothing is wasted
In the hands of our Redeemer
Nothing is wasted

From the ruins 
From the ashes
Beauty will rise
From the wreckage
From the darkness
Glory will shine

the tears were happy tears.

many tears were shed this past year.

but, those tears were seeds that had grown into Joy.

The kind of Joy that does not fluctuate with emotions or just a bad day.

the Constant.

the Good.

the Love.

the Gift.

the Giver.

of all things.

the lies i believed for so long were being replaced with Truth.

believing that God wants good for me.

that He is in fact Good.

the tears watered the seeds.

the seeds took root.

and are growing.

blooming.

and i see His face more clearly.

and i am thankful.

thankful.

748. Lo and her family moving back.

749. unexpected hugs.

750. smiling after finding a play snake in my bed.

751. the way Leighton looks at me.

752. laughter with Lawson last night as i put her to bed.

753. an amazing sermon this morning at Grace.

754. that despite the years of bitterness and cynicism, God continuously is pursuing me.  changing me.  making me into He wants me to be.  

755.  and the things He has planned for me are better than I can even imagine.  and that my friends is GOOD NEWS.

"Is anything too hard(wonderful) for the Lord?  Genesis 18:14

The answer is No.

 No.

No.

"For nothing will be impossible with God."  Luke 1:37

Glory will shine.

Shine.

On.

And.

On.

And.

On.

and take your breath away.