I’ve only a few pages left in my current leather journal.
It’s felt like this one has lasted forever.
Don’t get me wrong, I love this journal.
It’s one of those kinds with the really nice paper, doesn’t have the lines on the pages, and I can write as small, or as big as I want, lots of freedom within the pages.
You probably think I’d love lined pages, but I actually like ones that are not. ✍?(You’d probably think I have really neat handwriting too… ??I’d like to think it’s more like “code” that nobody else can read, but me. ☺️)
But as I get closer and closer to the end of this journal, which started on February 14th, 2020, Valentine’s Day —
I’ve been thinking more and more about the “next season”…
I’ve always said that each journal in my life seems a lot like a “season.”
And each time I get toward the end of a journal, I find myself wondering, thinking, considering, pondering… when and how it will shift, and what things will be like in the new season, what kind of terrain me and God will journey through, what the weather will be like, and how will life shift and change, how will it change and shape me? What kind of lessons will I learn?
So that’s what I’m thinking about this morning…
And I’m also reminded not to rush through the last few pages of this current season,
…because every page matters. ??✍?
Thank You, Lord, for reminding me that every ‘page’ matters. That I should never ‘rush’ through any kind of ‘page’ —for every page is from You. But God, You have this way of preparing me for the changing of the seasons in my life, You have this way of letting me know when it’s time to get a brand new journal, when there are only a few more pages of my current one left…
Thank You for helping me to prepare for what You have next….and God I really need help in walking patiently through the ‘pages’ that You have for me right now —this current page, and these last few pages that I sometimes want to rush through to get to the new journal, the new season. Every page You give me matters, every page is necessary and important —never to be wasted or unappreciated. You want me to be grateful for each one. Thank You for these reminders, Father, You always know.