Loving the hardship

Man, I am deep in thought. Words are stinging me close to the heart. Sermons, conversations with friends and guests, my thoughts and prayers. Everything seems to have much more meaning. Skip stopped talking to me 7 weeks ago. And though I didn't take it extremely hard. It started to become a relief when ham came into the picture. But alas, yesterday he facebooked me. 7 weeks of nothing and I finally feel okay looking into a new direction, then he contacts me. And not even with anything significant. I am struggling with faithfully following God , and honestly I love it because in this process I am learning so much of who he is. Scripture is become more real. Ham is bringing out a side of me that I thought was forever lost. It's a gift from God, and I am forever thankful. As I continue to think about time and the significance of it and how it works together, I think this time is big for me, a pivotal point. A remarkable pause in the significance love and grace The Lord shows us when we follow him. Who would of thought I would enjoy this hard journey so much!