I’ve been purging lately. I have a problem with keeping documents, emails, and facebook messages for far too long. It’s a daunting task to declutter. I want to reread everything before papers can go in the shred pile or I hit delete. Part of me thinks there could be something important in there that I might regret losing.
Tonight I read a message from a friend from nine years ago (see this is going to take a long time). It was an encouraging message with two passages at the end. I looked up the passages and deleted the message (that’s progress). I will share the one that resonated with me more. “Those who plant in tears will harvest with shouts of joy.” Psalm 126:5. NLT
I know when I first read my friends message all those years ago, I could not comprehend “shouts of joy” being part of my life. I was in hole. It was dark. But little by little the tears were providing much needed water for the seeds laid out in front of me.
Today: Like most, I'm trying to figure things out. Sometimes that's day by day, moment by moment, and even breath by breath.