On a winter retreat with the campus ministry from my university students were invited into a dark room lit by candles. This room was an experience. We walked through the door of the passover with red paint marking the door frame. A cross stood ready for students to write down confessed sins on small white pieces of paper and a nail them on the hard piece of wood. The students walked through a torn veil representing the Jewish temple’s veil separating God’s presence from his people. A table set with a feast offered the reminder to enjoy a feast. At the end of the room was a globe to remind us of the great commission from Jesus before he returned to Heaven. All these pieces at the time were nice, but what moved me was in the middle of the room. On an elevated platform was a throne with a crown resting on the cushioned seat. Candles, lots and lots of candles, flickered in the movement of the silent participants. Those of us who entered the quiet room could shy taking our time. Soft, holy music played in the background and I lingered by the throne. I wanted to stay, to sit on the floor and be still, but out of embarrassment I just quietly moved on. When life gets tough, I want to return to rest in peaceful throne room.
I have always been a visual learner/experiencer of life and story. When burn-out comes knocking, I run to my Jesus, back to the memory of this room, and start my routines to rise-up again. Some say if we have enough faith, we can have all we want. I don’t believe that. My life hasn’t been easy and my faith increases because of the hard things I experience, not the other way around. I won’t be forcing Jesus on you in my blogs, but I will reference my faith because it is a vital part of who I am.
I am a wife, a mother of two small girls and an artist. I am a nurse for sick critically ill babies through adolescents. I write and I share. I love coffee, coffee shops and a great conversation. I am intentional and I am imperfect. I have struggles. From anxiety and overcommitment to experiencing chronic pain I haven’t figured it all out yet. I have been had seasons of sickness and basic survival and years of thriving and flourishing under challenging situations.
And through it all, in every year I can look back to see the life-giving, mind-renewing, soul -empowering work of Jesus in my life. My journey, the story God is writing for me, is here for the sharing. My heart is to be at the feet of Jesus in all situations and to bring you what I have learned through my own struggles. Maybe life is good and sweet for you, or harder than it’s ever been. Whatever your situation, wherever you find yourself, you are welcome here.