notes on a journey

“uuuugghhh!!” Yep that was screamed in my 5th grade-little-girl-scared-of-bugs-hates-all-things-that-crawl-voice that pops out occasionally when I see what feels like a herd of mice scurrying their cute little selves through my house.

This is getting serious, I don’t know where they come from, or what they are after, I have nothing left! They have taken everything good to me. Ok, Ok, so maybe that is a little bit of an exaggeration but you little mice who think you have free reign of my goods, who steal and destroy during the night, who ravage my kitchen and take what you want…NO MORE!

Mice death count — 6

Goal — EXTINCTION

We will persevere!

this is a post purely for myself and all those out there who have harassed me about not posting regularly. this post is serving as my promise that i will post soon, very soon, within the next two days soon. i can’t do it now because 1. i am leaving for a birthday celebration in about five minutes and 2. i am just not energized enough to do it right now. BUT by the end of this post I can feel it, I am going to be motivated and energized, ready and willing to post away!

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ok, so i tried but not quite got the energy yet, but hold me to it, within two days, i’ll blog away. if not feel free to trash talk me all day long!!

a friend emailed me a couple of weeks ago. she shared in her email many of the struggles she is dealing with right now and how she is doubting that God even loves her. she asked me, “hannah, you have been through a lot, you have seen more heartbreak than most people I know, how in the world do you still have faith in God? how do you believe that he wants good for you when he constantly takes things away from you?”

i thought about her question for awhile before answering, i had a lot of things i wanted to share with her, mostly about God’s sovereignty and the promise that he works all things for the good of those who love him (rom 8:28). all these thoughts from scripture came racing to mind that i could tell her. but as i thought about it more, God gave me a few simple words to share with her instead.

God chose me from the beginning, he molded me by his very hands. he knew me before i was even born. when i was older, i chose him. i chose him as my savior and sustainer, i chose his mercy and his freedom instead of a life on my own. i chose him long before these rainy days when the storms came pounding down.  friend, this is why i have faith in him even now, after two of the roughest years of my life. he changed me for the good, he didn’t send the rains to beat me down, no friend, he sent the rains so that he could be my shelter during the storm. so how could i turn my back on him when i need him the most? i choose him now, during the storm, i choose to draw close to him instead of abandoning him. i pray that through these times he would give me peace and joy and understanding. i pray that i would be brought to my knees in worship and praise of him, the sovereign God who truly loves me and works all things, works all the storms in my life, for my good because i love him.