When God gives you rest...


It's been a longtime since I have hopped on here to write you. So much has been happening in my life. As you know, I am gearing up to spend some time in Nicaragua in 16 DAYS! So hard to believe, but I'm so incredibly excited to see what God does in my life and the lives of others while there. My nephew recently turned one, and we had such a great weekend celebrating his little life; and just a few weeks later, I had the opportunity to spend a few days with my siblings in south Alabama! I also spent a weekend with a dear friend in Nashville, which was much needed for my little heart!

In the middle of everything that seems so busy on paper, God has been teaching me a lot about slowing down and living simple. God has given me much rest.

I've spent a lot more time with the ones I love and a lot less time on social media (having no data helps that too). I have spent more time taking care of my body and less time not caring. I've learned to stop and listen instead of being distant. I'm learning to enjoy the silence and all the ways God speaks when we just stop to listen. Sometimes it's in the warm sun on your face. Sometimes it's in the whisper of the wind in the trees. At least, that's usually how it happens for me. This past week spent at home and unplugged, that's definitely how it happened...

I had only been home for a few hours and God had already spoken so softly to my soul. Already given me so much rest, and opened my heart to so many dreams lost along the way. 


Living Simple. Sourcing local. Loving those around me well. Maybe it was in the stillness of the water that day as I sat with my mom and brother watching them fish. Maybe it was the simplicity of the farm we sat on. Maybe it was laughing with the ones I love most. Whatever it was, it felt like home. 

The quiet hush of the busy world around us. The singing birds in the fresh summer breeze. The steady beat of the horse running in the field behind me. It was the symphony of the world around me, and it whispered to my soul. 

It's always there if we are willing to listen. It's always there if you're willing to just be still. Something my soul has needed. Rest. It finds it's way deep into your soul like a salve to deep-old wounds. It whispers and calms, and always tells you it's going to be alright.