A journal from the in-between
What it looks like to survive a long dark season — and find that something in you held.
EnterWhat this is
This is a record of a season that has lasted years —
of hostility endured in silence, faith held in a small room,
purpose protected when everything around it was not.
It is written for anyone who is in the middle of something hard and needs to know that someone else is there too. Not on the other side of it. Not healed and looking back. Here. Still standing. Still building. Still believing something is coming that is worth all of this.
If any of this is yours
You are in a living situation that is slowly wearing you down, and you cannot leave yet.
You have a calling that the people around you do not understand, and have tried to stop.
You are in a spiritual battle so quiet that no one around you even knows it is happening.
You are still here. You do not know why yet. But something in you refuses to let go.
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Be still, and know that I am God.
Psalm 46:10