So we have entered into a new season here at the Wilson house. I quit my job last week, for reasons I won't get into here, and I cannot begin to tell you what it feels like to have that weight lifted off of me. It was such a hard time of waiting and pleading, but the Lord is so faithful. I am thankful for this new adventure of being home with my girls (for as long as He allows). I am hopeful for this time to be one of mental, physical, and spiritual refreshment. I also hope to get back into blogging, but words are elusive lately, and I struggle to catch them and put them here. Perhaps time will change that. After all, the goal is progress not perfection, and sometimes the words themselves don't matter as much as the process of being vulnerable and letting them be read.
I am also trying to figure out what I want to do with my life. I want to create, to make, to design, to do something, but I am just not sure what that may be. I have been asking for direction, but He hasn't chosen to reveal it to me just yet. In the meantime, I dream and hope and pray. I had a love of cakes, but I no longer find much fulfillment in that. I still do it from time to time, mostly as a way to give to others, but it is not the joy of my heart. I just wish I knew what would cause my heart to sing and my days to feel full of purpose. I am in a time of searching, and I hope it doesn't last too long.
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