God's breath smells like clarity.

i paid $15 for a haircut yesterday and i literally doubted this woman's every snip. i seriously had 0% confidence she knew what she was doing, and that only grew (into the negative numbers) when she was looking around for product to put in my hair before she dried and started reading the backs of the bottles. ??? now, i can't remember the last time i've loved my haircut this much and my boyfriend even noticed/liked it, which is a whole 'nutha victory in and of itself.

this is so silly, but it reminded me of how many times i've doubted God's entire methodology and let him know with my non-verbal every step of the way that i think he doesn't know how to do this better than someone else or myself. his outcomes in my life are entirely remarkable. times when i've been low, ya'll - he's swooped in with a chapter change that's really been beautiful.

he's been doing that lately. reminding me of his presence through random things people will say, songs, books, etc. his breath smells like clarity. in the midst of my doubt, confusion, regret... clarity. and it'll always be that way.

which leads me to my next point: pick your people wisely. i've gotten my fair share of flack for being picky when it comes to my friends, but i honestly don't regret the intentional (that maybe started out unintentionally or not of my own volition) weeding out of people that don't need to be apart of my story. your life is different when you get picky about who's involved. and it changes, for the better.

henri nouwen said, "in the spiritual life, the word 'discipline' means 'the effort to create some space in which God can act." and i'm a firm believer in that "creating some space" can mean weeding people out, weaving people in, moving, switching careers, or anything else... gigantic.


i've told you before: be a gardener.

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you like that artwork up there? kelly did it.