Tuesday, December 30, 2008

The Beginning of the End



Wow...have you ever wanted to write...but your fingers just didn't know where to begin? I think I'm in that now. Today alone has been an interesting day; I've just been in deep thought. I think as the new year approaches I'm anxious for what's in store. A lot of things have flip flopped or been on pause this year. From the time the clock hit 12:00 in the year of 2008, my life completely changed. My relationship I was so familiar with for 2 yrs just completely flipped, my zeal for life's newness changed, my inspirations stopped flowing, my passion went cold, and my faith simply ceased.

And basically this whole year I have been doing nothing, but picking up the pieces of "me" that were shattered. I thank God for "time", because slowly but surely I'm coming back together. But in some aspects I still feel lost. I lost a part of me earlier this year....I lost my hope. I lost hope in my faith, which in turn made me lose hope in love. And I'm a true believer that God is "love", so in essence, dissappointedly I have to say I lost my faith in God. Why? Because once the very things I thought God had promised had slipped from my fingers, I lost grasp on the one thing I believed in. I felt like I was being punished for believing. How unfair is that? But, in the end I'm starting to think wasn't that the whole idea...it was supposed to be unfair in order for me to still hope. So where did I go wrong?

I believe this whole year was a test. I'm not sure if I'm acing it or if I'm even doing well at all. I am still seeking an answer on it from the tester. One thing I do know, I've learned a lot from this test! (Dang it was hard too) I mean this test has been so hard that I'm literally drained and dragging myself to the New Year. But you know what...I'm happy that it's over; I'm happy I survived it. When I look back at every experience that occurred every month this year and I gain a little more hope and faith because somewhere, somehow I had strength to keep it moving. (I mean have you ever thought about that before...when you have gone through the toughest time of your life...when you look up and you can still say "I'm here" or "I made it"...that's God) I'm sure I'm not the only one who has ever thought "After ALL this there is just no way possible I'mma make it..."

We all seem to cry at the beginning and the end of something. The beginning - when new life is brought into this world is one of the most amazing, emotional occasions; The end - when a life has ended of a loved one is one of the most sad, emotional occasions. I have cried out for both this year in other forms than the the descriptions I've provided...and I believe that my tears have not been sown in vain. So really when I look back at 2008, I have to say Thank You. Thank you for crushing me, thank you for dissappointing me, thank you for turning your back on me, thank you for closing doors, thank you for making me nearly lose it, thank you for changing me, thank you for Jasmine Sullivan (nothing like a sistah that can relate! lol) and thank you for being just another year....another year for me to look back on and realize "this is the end" and now as the new year turns over I can look up and focus on "where to begin".

2 comments:

D.Prince said...

That was GOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I could feel everything you felt just by reading it and one thing felt in the mist of that was VICTORY!!!!!! Its amazing victory speaks so loud through all the turmoil, hurt, tears and pain….Victory will always have the last say so!!!!

Keep Blogging...you will be surprise at the change that take place in your life just by writing what the Lord places in your mind.

Blog On Sister!!!!!

Joe said...

Let me first say that I really enjoyed reading this post. It always amazes me that people can write so insightfully and openly online.

Here's a line you wrote that stuck out to me the most: "I felt like I was being punished for believing,"

I had to read it over and over again and really had to think about my year. I even thought that it was crazy for me not to be punished for believing, that Christ endured hardship and punishment, but didn't complain, but I on the other hand questioned God on why I was being punished for believing in Him. At one point I felt my social life was diminished because I was a believer. Of course God helped show me the right way and I came to my senses, but to see that others have questioned their faith/walk encourages me that I'm not in this by myself.

Thanks for blogging

jwriter.