The God Who Calls Me Friend

Hi friends,

it’s been awhile since I’ve written on here.

I mostly write a lot of poetry now.

Quite a different speed than a blog post, but still good. 

As of May 2021, I am a college graduate. Wow. This season of life has been filled with so much change, so much transition, so much hope and heartache all rolled into one. I’ve been really, really sad about what I’ve lost, and yet I’m equal parts scared and excited for life ahead too. 

Recently, I’ve been learning that I want my life to look a whole lot like adventure. I may not be taking a trip every weekend, but is there a spirit of adventure inside of my soul? That‘s what I wanna live like. Like there’s a journey inside of me, and there’s paths to tread with my Savior in new lands I’ve never been before. There’s possibilities in places I’ve overlooked and disregarded too. 

God is a God who can transform a whole town in my mind. I’m learning to trust him with that. I’m learning what His voice sounds like, and what my voice sounds like when I talk to Him, too. Some days my voice sounds like a pen scratching on a notebook page. Other days, the tip-typing of my thumbs writing things like this on my phone. It can also look like whispers in the early morning, badly sung songs in the shower, or my feet tapping out a tune under my desk at work. 

When He talks to me it feels like life. And I want more of that. Because the world feels pretty empty without Him. Believe me, I’ve tried it. Tried to do this thing called life without the careful leading of my Father. Tried to do a lot of it myself. And it just doesn’t work no matter what you do. It only works with Him, even if you can’t see how it does. 

He’s good,

He’s good,

He’s good.

We write poems together and go for walks in my neighborhood. He makes the stars in the sky, and teaches me how to put words on a page. And how to be kind.

With myself.

With others.

With difficult people and easy people. 

And I guess all these words are just to say that I just wanna walk with Him. And I’m okay with it being a slow, limping, kind of walk sometimes when it’s dark and we’re traversing mountain caves, and I’ve just got a flashlight with me held between my teeth as I’m climbing. I’ve done a lot of running already. I’d be okay with some dancing though (I’m not very good at that, but I don’t think He minds very much). 

So I’m in this space

of learning 

and becoming

and realizing 

it’s okay

to take the slow path

on this journey called life

walking with 

the God

who calls me friend.