The same day my divorce was legally finalized, I found out I had to move from the house I was living in. I had 20 days to find a place, pack, and move, which seemed insane. But I believed that God had something incredible in store for me…and he did.
After undergoing my fifth knee surgery on the same knee three weeks ago, I found myself subjected to forced stillness. You would have thought that the surgery recovery would have been a welcome chance to really put contemplative practices into action, but I found myself wanting to distract myself instead of engaging. I realized that it was because I was in a season of waiting.
