The other morning I got up at 5 am to go Yard Sale-ing. It was quite the experience. I was dead tired (I worked the night before from 4 pm- 12:30 am) but luckily, I was with some regular yard sale-ing professionals. It was like a treasure hunt, finding something trendy or beautiful among heaps of worthless junk. When we got home, Amanda and I put up all our decorations, our new table and chairs, re-arraged a few things, and were astounded by how different our house looks! Somehow, every little bit seems to fit together, yet still expressing our eccentric and artistic flairs.
I realized, my life is kinda like that. God has to sift through alot alot of junk, but somehow manages to pull out bits and pieces that He falls in loves with and rescues from the dumpster. He begins to put these pieces together, one by one, rearranging them, adding His own touch. Suddenly, I look around and I realize it was not an accident, nothing is. He really did have the final outcome in mind the whole time!
Slowly, one piece at a time, my life is coming together.
Even when it looks like a complete mess, like everything I thought was sure is falling apart, when those I put my hope in fail me, when I screw up, or feel like it's meaningless, God still has a plan.
And I know deep down, no matter what, in the end,
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