From Mess To Path, It Seems To Be My Life's Direction

​I have found my path. It's a gift to be able to say that. It's also a gift to remember that rarely does a path start as a path. More often than not, if we're being honest, our current paths started as our previous messes.

It's easy to forget in moments of saying, "man this feels good" - that we were once standing in a similar place in our lives saying, "man this sucks."

This sucks to this feels good - it is such a frequent order in my life.

It's easy to forget when you're out talking to a group about the power of meaningful relationships that your life has been filled with a pattern of broken relationships.

It's easy to forget when you're out talking to a group about the ease with which we can turn to unhealthy habits to ease the pain of unhealthy circumstances that we have spent a lifetime turning to unhealthy habits to deal with our unhealthy circumstances.

It's easy to sit and write as if writing is your calling, to forget how frequently you once refused to write when you felt called to write.

It's easy to promote healing and forget just how much broken you've had to navigate to even begin to know that healing is a thing.

It's easy to forget - but we must not.

Because the day is coming, maybe even today, when life will once again feel like a mess. And when that day comes, oh what a gift it is to know you are not standing in a mess, but at the beginning of a new path.

I have come to believe that God is not big on creating our paths, but he is especially big on showing up in our messes pointing us to them like an angel pointing to heaven.

Maybe we miss the angels when we get overwhelmed by our mess.

Maybe we miss them because we can't begin to believe a mess is the beginning and not the end.

Take stock of the good in your life today. My guess is - somewhere along the way, that good once looked like a mess. And so, my guess is - your next mess will one day look like a path.

From mess to path - it just seems to be the direction of my life.