The Beginning of the End

The following was written before I started intentionally sharing… becoming the beginning of the end <3


Can you tell I’ve struggled to share my courageousness? It’s all good. I am grateful for my beginning baby steps having shared with a few close friends. I am super grateful for the kind and encouraging words shared with me in return. 

Yet still, not doing the share.

I had shared via this blog before but it was years ago and it was to make known two very specific experiences. In those cases, I felt I was to do that, and I did. So there. Done. 

The more recent ask of Jesus to me has not held much clarity but it is specific, “Finish what you started.” I maybe know what He means, in that; my journey to and with Him hasn’t been typical and there are countless stories to share and Glory to be given! That though is a big part of why I am still swirling around. So many stories and layer that with my insecurity to be misunderstood and well, you get many days passing and… more days passing! I could choose to live in a loophole here because I did finish what I started. Haha! I’m so glad I can hear Him chuckle with me, because I do know, He doesn’t mean for me to say I finished. 

I often joke with Him, reminding Him “You made me this way!?! You knew the resistance I would bring into wishing I understood why!” But even as I type that sentence, I’m laugh-crying (is there a word for that, let’s go with craughing!) because He has moved me welllllll beyond the world of “Why!” Tomorrow I’ll share a poem I wrote which often helps me remember, been there, done that…it’s all good, just keep living Karah.

May you too be encouraged! He did make you that way. 

In my case I do not want my that to delay my at. I am here now, for now. This is my at and that can be clear, if I let it. This just means I get to continue on in the land of freedom, having placed all (really ALL) my everything (really my EVERYTHING) in the hands of Jesus. Who cares if you are using a site which really isn’t blog friendly, who cares if the pictures are old. Who cares…! The sweetest part in my procrastination is I know He cares and with this truth, I am letting go, here you go Jesus, and thanks for the ride!!!