This whole year. I admit. I’ve been feeling restless, really restless, and when my 26th birthday hit about 3 weeks ago, that restlessness heightened. My passion isn’t 100% in the body image, eating disorder recovery camp any more, and so I’m wondering, praying about what’s next. I still very much love to write, but I know this blog is going to go a different direction.
To be honest, I’m restless. I’m restless, and I’m wishing for the next season. I haven’t been content, and tonight I’m stepping back to think about and be thankful for all the moments that I have missed by longing for the next season.
I read this post by Megan tonight, and it really struck me with so much conviction, that contentment and joy doesn’t come from the ‘next thing.’ It comes from being grateful, being so happy for the place God has me in right now.
I’m thankful tonight for: