It’s so interesting/funny to look back over my archive and see how much I’ve changed and grown over the last year in EVERY way. I can almost see it in my posts the times of growth then there’s a lull. Right now I’m in this season of growth and it hurts. I like the idea of maturing but the process of getting there is so exhausting because it takes time lots and lots of time. I’m finding myself these days longing for the stretching to be over so I can have even just a little season of rest, a time to enjoy life without the stress of what I’m facing.
If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world.