There was a time in my life where there was nothing better than a fresh start. Like my literary heroine (and fellow carrot top) Anne Shirley, would say, a new day with no mistakes in it. Going off to college, moving to new places with my family, starting homeschooling, were all amazing new opportunities for self re-invention.

Call it age, or whatever, but I got comfortable. Comfortable in my routine with three beautiful children, comfortable with my church, my friends, my life just the way it was. My life, my plans, the order of my days fit into nice little boxes. Not a bad thing, right?

Mabye.

Maybe not.

With a challenging pregnancy , the birth of my gorgeous (but needy) fourth baby (and the post baby body to go with him!), my plans for graduate school postponed indefinitely, the return of my best friend to the full time workplace, and my older children going to charter school a go next year, I'm not feeling so comfortable anymore. In fact, I'm having flashbacks to when I was a first time stay at home mom. Lost, awkward, inept, and lonely, are words that leap to mind, but not comfortable. So much for neat little boxes.

Praise God that He calls me to be content, not comfortable. That He calls me to wait on him through every season of my life, that I don't need to be re-invented because I'm being continually transformed into His image. Praise him that His mercies are new every morning....and I stand before Him, fresh with no mistakes, through the filter of His glorious grace.

I am not lost, I am found (amazing grace!)...

I am not awkward, I am a new creation, a daughter of the King...

I am not inept, I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me..

I am not alone, Christ will never leave me nor forsake me.

I, like Paul, am learning to be content in all circumstances, slow learner that I might be. And that, for today, while not comfortable, is exactly what I need.