S/O to my home team who have been with me throughout this journey of figuring out wtf healing means for me. The only thing I’m not grateful for in this photo is snow, turns out CA girls can’t handle snow, like ever. I most clearly hear the voice of the Lord through people & their love and care. In this season, God has been far more present than ever. I would never wish tragedy or grief on anyone, but I’m now sure that Love will hold us all up. Praying someone needed the reminder today, too. I’ve told my friends they have saved me and I don’t say it lightly. Nothing is more damaging during times of grief than lies & good friends speak truth. Love is so real to me because all I do is think about one of them, and they call me. It’s CRAZY I know. God is talking to them too, because they love me. Praying anyone reading this has at least one of those and if you don’t 🙋🏼‍♀️ you just met one. I love you already. And if I didn’t tag you, it’s because I could have tagged all of instagram. Know that if you’ve encouraged me, you popped up in my DMs when I breathed the thought “help”. So, thank you. I’ll owe a novel to @maverickcitymusic and the way their lyrics have saved me in a lot of ways too. Good worship is a miracle and reframes the mind. I adapted this as a letter to myself because that’s what it felt like at the time. I haven’t listened to much worship in years, last time consistently was when I was alone a lot the first summer I moved to China. I hope someone needs these truths, too. (In comments) From Lean Back by Maverick City: