LaQuitia Thomas

Happy Thanksgiving! Ahh, this time of year is my favorite. I love absolutely everything about these last two months in the year. The food, the decorations, the smells, the food, the trees, the atmosphere, the food, spending time with my loved ones, the food, just being able to relax, and did I mention the food??

You know that aha moment when you're simply minding your own business doing whatever and then all of a sudden you get a "revelation" of something deeper than what you were originally doing? No? Just me? lol. Either way, that exact thing happened to me recently. And no matter how many times I experience it I'm still just as amazed at God as the time before. So, I was sitting in Church and my feet began to hurt in the shoes I was wearing. Not because they were necessarily too small (they were actually the same size I always wear), but because of the way these particular shoes were made they fit a little bit more snug. So much so that I eventually had to take them off for a little while. But as I was doing that I started to think of how that discomfort could very easily represent some of us in our daily walks with Christ...

"When peace, like a river, attendeth my way, When sorrows like sea billows roll; Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say, It is well, it is well with my soul." -Horatio Spafford Life can be   is challenging. It's a balance between the highs and the lows. It gets real. It gets rough. But through it all, how many of us can still exclaim "it is well"? Not a pitiful 'I have no other choice' type of it is well, but I'm talking about confidently declaring that no mater what it looks like, no matter what it feels like, no matter what comes your way, you know deep down in your heart that all is truly well.

Dear Younger Self,                                                   I'm not writing you this letter as someone who claims to know it all or have all the answers. I'm writing you this letter because I wish someone would have done the same for me when I was your age.