Ecclesiastes 3:1: To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.
I'm a true believer that there are seasons of life, times when everything goes smoothly, times when nothing seems to go right, times to be busy, and times to be lazy. In my mind, it's all part of God's huge, unknown plan.
I feel fairly certain in saying that just as spring moves into summer, I am moving from one season of life into another. I made a huge plate of monkey bread last night, and Jeremy and I sat on the couch and talked as we ate it and one of our main topics of conversation was me. I have been on the very edge the last couple of weeks, hormonal feeling, and just...strange. I'm not unhappy or depressed really, just not feeling like myself in any way. We tried to talk through what could be making me feel this way and we really didn't come up with a concrete solution.
Maybe God is just moving me in a different direction and this is His way of pushing me.
I've been mulling over some big decisions lately and I think it might be time to make them. I don't know what to expect from them exactly, but I think they're needed. The trick is just to trust God that they are lead by Him and not by me.