Low on the Go!

on heaviness.

Some days are just so mind-blowingly heavy. They're often the days that you least suspect it. Days when the sun is shining, and you wake up feeling great, but not necessarily fully dependent.

Then... wham! Life decides to remind you that you indeed need Life. What a great reminder.

But it doesn't just end there. Somehow, in your brokenness, you make it home. And when you get home, you get a message from a friend's mother (someone whom you've only met once before), encouraging you with a bible verse. And then you talk to someone else who encourages you and reminds you that God still uses your stupidity for some sort of good. Then you drink warm soup while you hear about the things your other friends are rejoicing over, and your heart can't help but rejoice for them, with them. Then, you sit with Jesus, just for a little while, and He speaks to you through Psalm 37.
Finally, you end your day talking about pimples inside your ears with your little brother who isn't so little anymore.

And then you realize that maybe your day wasn't so heavy after all, and that when all is said and done, maybe the day helped you love Him and need Him, even in the ordinary and mundane.