Thursday, January 22, 2015

Changes...



        It’s been almost a year since I last posted on here. But a sweet friend of mine challenged me to get back on the horse, and so here I am writing. 

        Truth is I’ve written a ton of things within the past year. The problem is that those words never escaped my head. It just seems that the thoughts hit me when I’m not directly in front of a computer screen. They come to me when I’m driving down a twisting road or searching the aisles at the grocery store for whatever is next on my list. Needless to say, I don’t just whip out my laptop and pop a squat in the middle of Wal-Mart in order to jot down my current feelings or thoughts. Hence no post in ten months. 

Recently, however, I redecorated my bedroom.

        When I moved in two years ago I chose the colors dark purple and beige. I felt it was more of a “grown up” color scheme in comparison to the bright, neon colors I’d had during my college years. For a while it was soothing. It was warm and comforting. It felt like home. 

        Fast-forward two years and those same colors were no longer warm, but dark. The soothing feeling had become the feeling of loneliness. The colors I had chosen had turned on me, playing a role in the sick skit that is my depression.
So for the past two weeks, I’ve been walking into a bright, joyfully colored room. And I must say… it’s nice. Coral and teal are plastered throughout the walls, chevron patterns and vibrant owls are strategically placed, offering a revitalizing space. 

        What I’ve realized (now that I’ve come to love the light) is that my bedroom for the past two years has perfectly reflected sin. Warm and comfy at first; Makes you feel “grown up”, making your own decisions, decorating the walls of your life however you want. Until one day you wake up and realize that the once comforting tone in your life is now the thing that haunts you most, dark and gloomy with no source of light. 

It’s overwhelming. But it’s not permanent.

        It’s changeable! You weren’t fashioned to be the interior decorator of your life. You were designed to be molded, decorated and celebrated by the One who created the colors of the rainbow, the One who made you simply to be loved. That’s what you were made for. Not darkness. Not sadness. Not loneliness disguised as a dim bedroom.  

        So open the curtains of your heart! Let the light in. Become a lover of His presence and watch the format of your life transform. It’s never too late for change. But even so, why wait any longer? Redecorate. 

With love,
Brittany Jade