by Angie Mojica-Barnes
Can I let you in on a secret? I dread
January. Hate it. I think the dread stems from going back to school after
Christmas break as a kid. I remember getting up before the sun and waiting
for the bus in the cold darkness. The routine of school life was starting again
and I was ill prepared for it.
The feeling of a dark beginning
lingers with me every January. I lose joy at the coming days when all I can
see is the work I need to do in order to grow in the areas of my life that I
desire: becoming a great writer, a better wife, and a truer follower of Jesus.
In my faulty memory I forget about the
progress I've made. Last year I took two writing courses, where I learned so much. I gained a deeper understanding of what real love is: how the mundane and
the messy make us stronger as a couple. As for Jesus, He remains far truer to me
than I will ever be to him. He continues to show his faithfulness to me by not
giving up on me.
God in His sovereignty uses the
uncertainty and the icy winds of winter to spur me on to fight for what is
important. He teaches me to find value in the struggle and joy hidden in the
dark.
He promises me, not victory over
every challenge, but to walk with me through the winter until I can see the
season’s promise of spring as He blesses the work of my hands.
Friends, He
walks with us. He said He would.
Philippians 1:6 Being
confident of this, that He who began a good work in you will carry it on to
completion until the day of Christ Jesus
She is a secretary by day and a writer by night. She loves Jesus,
dancing and all things encouraging.
Thanks for that precious post dear sweet Angie! I loved this part best, "He promises me, not victory over every challenge, but to walk with me through the winter until I can see the season’s promise of spring..."
ReplyDeleteAngie! This is awesome! Your writing has grown so much! I'm major proud of you girl! You've got what it takes! And yay for February!
ReplyDeleteThank you ladies, I've learned so much from you.Word weavers is such a blessing.
ReplyDeletebring on the flowers and chocolate bunnies!
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