The full moon. Even through an overcast sky, I know it’s a full moon. I’m so restless I could crawl right out of my skin.
It’s only one thing out of many.
I feel like I’m being grated raw. Broken open. Broken down to simplest parts. A scrubbing away of all which isn’t essential me.
God feels distant. He’s letting this happen. But soon… I can feel it coming… soon I’ll be gathered up and made whole in Him once again.
No matter how broken I feel – I am made Whole in Jesus.
No matter how lost and alone I feel – I am Loved.
No matter what I think my mirror reflects back at me – I am Beautiful.
No matter how impossible the situation may feel – God makes anything possible.