Sunday, 15 March 2015

Mending broken relationships

Hey all my blog readers! It is a very good evening in my hometown. 'Tis so sweet.

So this week is an exciting week that lies ahead for me. It is the week of mending broken relationships. In the words of Tyler Perry's theatre show, "Everyone makes mistakes, but it is not the way you fall, instead it is the way you get up. That shows your character." -paraphrased (Hattie)

It was really not my intention to break any body's heart and tear people's perception of me apart, but it was something I had to experience for myself. I am on a learning journey, which is quite fun, on the edge and sometimes stupid, but that all makes it a "learning journey". I am in this place of "grace", in which I think I do not deserve the love and welcome of open arms as I have been receiving so far. It is just grace.

It reminds me of the place and the heart of the prostitute who encountered Jesus in a way the scribes and teachers of the law had not treated her. Like the prodical son who had returned to his father who had arms wide open. I am learning indeed.

I do apologise for the distance in which I had put myself in, but it is needed for me now. Silence is golden to me in this time. I am busy with plans for my own life now, things which the Lord truly laid on my heart, a desire I had for a long time. I feel His perspective in my eyes, shifting and sorting.

I do not expect anything back in the way I had left it, but He is showing me that He can do just that and better. I am grateful. I know some people will still not understand and be upset with me, but that is also fine.

On the journey to and from Johannesburg, I had learned so much. It was like a year of knowledge and experience crammed into three weeks, and so much more. I have grown in maturity and approach. The way I inspect myself, and self awareness is something I have learned very quickly. Even in my time back in Cape Town something as simple as insecurities like failing to keep good eye contact  have died. So good things came out of what seemed like a rush or thrill. I know He is guiding my every footstep, whether in His will or outside it, He will make sure I find myself on that path again.

Not too long ago I had asked the Lord to build in me a tenacity, and surely He is doing just that. He is doing just that.

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