Treasured. This word, this concept has taken up residency in my heart and mind recently. What I’m discovering is that it has always been there. Even more, it was purposefully knitted into the fabric of my being from the beginning.

“you knit me together…” Psalm 139:13

He’s that good. The kind of good that is beyond what we ask or imagine.

I remember standing at church on shaky legs, tears streaming, pushing the air out of my lungs to sing the words, “God is so good.” My voice, I’m sure, would have been barely audible had the music been silenced. But I sang it.

More than anything, we want to be loved. Not just loved, but known completely and still loved. Loved without trying hard, without impressing, without being the most perfect version of ourselves possible. No make-up, bad hair, yeah, but even more deeply.

God sent Jesus into this world and then to the cross at just the right time. Your eve will come as he wills it, but he is here in the midst as your hope now. What is it he has for you as you wait? He doesn't waste anything. The pain, the struggle, the waiting. He uses it all.

I won't pretend that choosing to walk through it instead of sitting in it is easy. Healing is hard work.