Today is a day special to 13. I don't normally post things like this on this blog... but I think this justifies a deviation from the usual subject musings. If it wasn't for 13, this blog may have never been born. Maybe I would have just stayed sheltered in my little world. Maybe I would have never seen pain, agony, and the dirt of the world right under my nose. And if I never saw it... then I would have never had the blessing of realizing my own brokenness, forced to turn to God, and experienced the unspeakable joy of watching Him work.
I would have never experienced the full joy of rolling up my sleeves and being allowed the honor of volunteering in the ditches. I would have never known the passion which now possesses me. I would have never perhaps found the need - that need that when you see it forces you off the couch and away from the tv and throw down your chips and say, "No more! I have to do something!"
And perhaps if there was never 13, then the motivation to keep going, to keep learning and trying and growing and trying to make a difference wouldn't be there. Definitely never in the face of opposition or well-meant people expressing their doubts.
But whenever I want to quit - I see a pair of blue eyes floating through the mist of years and pain and skeletons coming after us. I hear words encouraging me to process things and think through hard topics and move pass this, and not just move on... but make something positive out of it.
And most of all... I never would have understood that love means doing/being what the other person needs or wants - not what I need or want.
13, I can never say the things I want to to you to your face... at least not now. Maybe someday... And why is another post for another day.
But thank You, God, for giving me such an inspiration, for giving me someone to stretch and grow me way more than I ever could on my own. Thank You. I'm out of words... so I'll just end with a simple but heartfelt...
Thank You.
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