Last year, seemed to be a season of struggle. Shaken to the very core by constant criticism and challenge, it was a daily decision to keep drudging forward. Everything in me desired to flee, yet I felt called to remain and endure, as hope was a glimmer upon the horizon.
This year, the very environment that stole security and reduced me to survival mode, has become a place of reluctant restoration. Each new day, a small sense of self returns. In retrospect, I can now see how far my Father has carried me. Through moments of anxiety His presence is known, and most days are forged forward with energy and enthusiasm. Encouragement in areas previously assaulted, have begun to create cautious confidence on this course. Healing and restoration resting in His hands.
Now, as the year is coming to a close, unexpected blessings are being bestowed upon me. Where I was once scrutinized, I am being seen. The gifts given by God, now receiving opportunity to be utilized. Wings on the mend, permission to soar has been granted. It is simultaneously exhilarating and terrifying – occasion to overcome and further become who I am called to be, yet in doing so, further exposure of myself (heart, soul and mind) is eminent.
Unexpected treasures are supplying excitement rather than anxiousness for the upcoming year. Gifts of grace given where darkness formerly dominated. His incomprehensible love for me demonstrated through appointments that fulfill the deepest desires of my heart. His abundant blessings given for me to behold. Again, I am being made new.
© Shannon Elizabeth Moreno and Revelations in Writing, May 2011 – present