What presents as a painful struggle for you today might be the very thing needed to expand you to flight tomorrow.
He takes the time to slowly concoct the person He makes to take him deep before He takes him far. To teach him laughter in the face of loss, and joy in the face of the mundane. And to awaken in him to the truly extraordinary life in what looks like -- simply and pitifully ordinary.
Somewhere at the back of the desert, in a place dry and barren, where you think heaven's brazen and the dusty air of death's howling, there's a well, and you'll be well. He comes like a cooling rain in summer's scorch and uses every minute of your hard to work for your good, and His glory.
Because who'd ever get this? For those days when you're hollowed out in the lowlands of life, He's provided a High Way out. For the seasons when the fog of depression disorients, and the black of losses eclipses --- He's got His light shining through all your cracks.
That which fills you, that's what will lift you, or leave you, and leak out of you...
And when you choose to remember your regrets instead of your redemption, you can live believing you're wounded and broken when you're actually whole and redeemed, and born to be bigger than any of your bruises.
And when you've convinced yourselves that it's really time to walk away is when you really walk away from the grace that's able to reconcile two broken halves together. When you decide to carry hurts unexplainable is when you compromise the gift of His love so unsurmountable to break impossible barriers, and remake deeply broken lives.