For nearly eight years I hustled day in and day out as a single mom. My goal was simple--survival. I saw no finish line, and accordingly, there was no time to sit around and ponder things like the meaning of life, my life's purpose, what I was here to do, and whether I was making a difference or not—let alone making God proud. Those thoughts never entered my mind because there was so much more at stake than me. At that time, my life was not about me, or what I wanted, or what I thought I deserved. It was all about my kids. I simply did what I had to do--like it or not.
Fast forward to today and I am no longer struggling to survive. I married a wonderful man who was willing to take on all of my burdens and release me from all of their weight. And yet I still find myself struggling. Back then, my identity, my "story" was "single mom, super woman, overcomer, and survivor." But that's not me anymore. That was my story then, but it's not my story now. And therein lies my identity crisis. I have heard it said over and over again that everyone has a "story"—that we need to tell and share our "story"—as if there is just one. Life is more like a collection of stories with changing themes and transitions. And as such, our story is always evolving and will never truly end. In some stories, there are good chapters and there are bad ones. Some chapters are short and sweet, others are agonizing, painful, and dreadfully long.
Right now, my chapter is unclear. It's uncertain. It's confusing. And it doesn't entirely make sense. As a control freak, this part of my story feels more like a mystery, where for a while, you're not 100% sure how things will play out. What I do know however, is that the real Author of my story already knows the outcome. And because of hindsight, I can see how His hand helped shape all of my stories to date. It makes me feel a bit better because I have the assurance that He's in the middle of writing this part of my story too, even though I don't know when or how this chapter will end.
Glory B's unifies all of what I love most—the earth and its natural elements like stone and wood; the creative arts, whether through the written word, or photography, or paint; and helping others to make the world a better place.