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I don’t know who I’m talking to, maybe just myself, but as I posted this I felt the familiar roll of gratefulness I experience when I’m reminded of this place I call home. This is, literally, the front porch of the home I have somehow created with Ashley. This is our home.
I said that to say this...
There was a time just a few years ago, almost four at last count, that I spent my adult life living places but I never had a home. Or friends. And it was lonely. And painful. Unending. And every attempt I made to “get it right” never got it, but it dang sure helped reinforce the lying voices playing on repeat (you know the ones) that said I would never be enough. And despair... because what if I never got it right, or worked right or tried right or did right or went right and I never found the thing that seemed so easy for every one else to be a part of and “do” well.
And I said that to say this...
If you are struggling tonight because your world fell apart without warning and you can’t even figure out how to catch your next breath much less remember to look around and even begin to pick up the pieces... or if you have sought and fought and read all the Dr Phil love books and nothing, and I mean nothing you do, no matter how bad you crave it seems to get you any closer to that elusive place called home, I really need you to hear me... where you are is not who you are.
You are just in a season. I promise, this season will end and in its place, a new season will arrive. Just don’t give up in this one, okay? Just don’t give up. When I look at this photo and think back to all the times I wanted to just quit...
If that’s you tonight, I beg you, please... do not quit.
You are Enough!
Daryl Andrews
