Never Done

After having that interlude of silence, I wanted to get on the blog post as otherwise I would likely go another long week plus without writing anything. Not that it would be awkward for any of those reading, but it would again be a blog post about awkwardness in silence, and that would be boring.
This week I was reminded of the fact that we are never done - never done working through our stuff, never done with the hurt and pain, never done learning and growing. It's a scary thought for me in some ways to realize how much progress I have yet to go, how deeply some things I learned growing up are ingrained into the fiber of my being, and how much God simply want all of me; he's not content with just part of me.
I am constantly amazed at the different situations God allows in my life to grow me and make me ever more his. And usually they're quite painful. I usually don't realize the full impact of what's going on in my life until I'm a good way into the middle of it and it doesn't always come as a fun realization, more of an "oh, God has a lot more to teach me <big sigh> ok... I think."
But there is so much hope. As a friend said to me "The hard times are the growing times" and that excites me. It really does. It excites me to know that God isn't done with me, and that he's not happy to just leave me where I am. It excites me to think that he's intimately aware of and involved in every aspect of my life.
So though there may be some pain, there is promised so much more joy. Keeping my eyes on Jesus, I can walk forward in confidence, knowing his gracious love will be with me wherever I go.