I wanted to call this my “Hope Seeker Stack,” because alliteration is as much a love for me as Jesus and butter. I settled on hope seeking sisters, but that’s subject to change. I’m really not sure how this works. It feels like I’m standing on the edge of a cliff hollering into the void, with only my echo to answer me. (Not that I’m against talking to myself, it’s one of my super powers). There’s actually a lot of freedom in writing something you’re not sure anyone will ever read, though. With a side of fear that maybe someone will…
Adding another platform to my life and app on my phone wasn’t on this year’s Bingo card (I just deleted about a hundred apps I never use…good job, Mer), but here we are. Here I am. I’m having trouble already distinguishing between “me” and “we” because my hope is that this will be a place to grow a community of “us.” While I have grown other communities online, I’m yearning for one centered around a communal love for Christ, while in the throws of middle-aged motherhood and a lot more questions than answers. I’m looking for a group of sisters who, like me, are looking for God in the messy middle, learning to live in the freedom of forgiveness and need encouragement to keep walking in faith over fear.
A few weeks ago, I dusted off a decade old blog that I had closed the door on. I talked about the shift that I’m feeling. If I was going to choose a word this year, that would be it. Shift. I know God‘s calling me to something different, but right now it’s all a fog. I don’t know, maybe hashing out thoughts here and hopefully finding some others heading the same direction will be a way to see the next steps a little clearer. Together. If I know anything, it’s that we’re better together. And we’re more alike than we realize. Probably something to do with being created by the same amazing God, don’t you think?
Anyhoo, here I am. Here we are. (Even though at this moment I have no followers. Subs? Stackers?? What are we called over here? 🥴) ((Is it ok to use emojis? For the love of sarcasm, beef and butter, I hope so.)) I’m already feeling some imposter syndrome after searching for others to follow. I’m not really good at neat and tidy (read: IMperfectionist) and I don’t have a clue what to do after I post this (assuming I figure that out.) But I’m game to try most anything once. Until next time…keep seeking God and let Hope find you. 🫶
You have a way of putting words to what I’m feeling. I usually chicken out and stop writing when I start rambling, but maybe that’s the point? Love that we can relate as writers and as sisters in Christ because of the One who saved us! Sending love from Nebraska 🤍
In the newbie boat with you sister! Cheers to following God and trying to figure it all out