Catching Up, Slowing Down, and Letting God Breathe for Me

Some weeks stretch out like a marathon and other weeks feel like a tornado in a Sunday dress. I’m not entirely sure which one I’ve been living in lately, but I’m somewhere between “God is good” and “Why am I this tired?”

It has been a while since I’ve sat down to write a blog post. Not because I don’t have anything to say — trust me, the commentary in my brain could power a small village — but because life has been full. Full of church, full of work, full of emotions, full of those little curveballs life likes to throw right when you think you’ve finally got both feet under you.

And somewhere in that whirlwind, I realized I missed writing. Not the structured, polished kind, but the “let me talk to you like we’re sitting on the couch after church, shoes off, tea steeping, just trying to live for Jesus without losing our minds” kind.

So here we are. Catching up.

Lately I’ve felt God tugging at me in the gentlest way — like someone nudging your shoulder at church when you zoned out during announcements — reminding me that stillness is not laziness. Rest is not retreat. And pausing long enough to breathe does not mean I am falling behind.

Sometimes, the holiest thing we can do is sit down.

Life has been loud recently. The world feels heavy. Headlines don’t get any kinder. People carry things they never talk about. And yet, in the middle of all of it, God keeps whispering the same steady truth:

“Be still, and know that I am God.”

(Psalm 46:10)

I think I forget that sometimes. I’m good at the “be busy.” I’m great at the “try harder.” I’ve practically mastered the “carry everything myself until I collapse into a dramatic puddle.” But the stillness part? That’s the one that humbles me.

So today, I’m choosing stillness. Not the spa-day sort — the spiritual kind. The kind that says, “Lord, the world is noisy, but my soul doesn’t have to be.”

I’m reminding myself that it’s okay to start again. To return to the things that feed my spirit. To write. To breathe. To laugh. To reconnect. To show up here even if life hasn’t been neat or quiet or perfectly framed.

God isn’t asking for perfect. He’s asking for present.

If you’ve also been in a season where everything feels like a lot — emotionally, mentally, spiritually — consider this your gentle nudge too. A reminder that God has not stopped being faithful. He has not stopped being good. He has not stopped holding you, guiding you, loving you, and pulling you back to peace when your mind wanders off into chaos.

So here’s to catching up.

Here’s to starting again.

Here’s to finding God in the middle of a messy life that somehow, by His grace, keeps moving forward.

And here’s to tea, because frankly, I need it.

Until next time — sooner, I promise.