Something’s been on my heart lately. I’ve had this post in drafts for several weeks because I wanted to do it justice. But the truth is, I don’t feel like I can. Someone told me the other day that I live such a “glamorous life.” They told me how my Instagram pictures always look so fun, and exciting and how cool it must be to be a blogger, etc. I seriously almost started crying on the spot. Because the reality is, even though my life may look perfect on Instagram, it’s not. AND, no one’s is.
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My amazing husband and I have gone through a tough season recently of waiting. Waiting on jobs, waiting on timing, waiting on a new home, waiting on God, just a true gray area. Both Eric and I are very Type-A, so we aren’t great at waiting. We love to plan, map out, and make things happen. I have felt needy, emotional, and confused, but the last thing I’ve felt lately is glamorous. And let me tell you, that pregnancy hormones certainly aren’t helping the situation!
On the other hand, while we’re waiting, we realize that we are so incredibly blessed. We both have solid jobs, we have our health, our family is amazing, we have strong friendships, and we have a baby boy on the way! And that makes me feel guilty for feeling sorry for myself. Because we have so much more than we could ever ask for!
I feel shattered, without direction, and totally frustrated I can’t rely on myself or my husband. Those are hard feelings to face. And then, God quietly reminds me I don’t have to rely on myself or any other human in my life. He is there. He is writing my story. He is knitting a baby in my womb. He is training Eric for his upcoming role of nurse practitioner and dad. He is giving me tokens of encouragement through His Word, through sermons I’ve heard, and even through Instagram quotes I see in my daily feed. And then it hits me like a tidal wave all over again…we’re all shattered. Even the strongest Christian I know, even the people I admire the most, even the top bloggers on Instagram with the beautiful feeds and 10’s of thousands more followers than I have…they’re broken too. We are all souls first, and Christ is needed by all of us. Outward beauty, pretty Instagram feeds, and the “glamorous life” are not real. Everyone has hurt and everyone has something going on behind their sweet southern smile. I’m just so thankful God has made my life perfect for me. Perfect in His timing. Perfect through covering me in His Son’s redemption.
I hope this helps you feel encouraged today. I’m nowhere near perfect, my life is chaotic, and we all have our own “stuff” to deal with. I’m just so thankful for a God who is bigger than all of it. And I’m thankful for this community that I get to touch every day. Thank you for being a part of my shattered and perfect life.