It's starting to make sense.

Lately...

Things feel like they’re falling into place these days. Trust that I’m a long way from where I want to be. From where I need to be. In so many different parts of my life. I know many share that same sentiment. I know it’s not just exclusive to me.

But things are starting to make sense. They’re starting to feel pure. They’re starting to feel like they’re coming directly from God. Like I’m allowing him to work in my life—not trying to do it on my own or fighting it.

I start to think about why or how or when. But maybe something like this doesn’t need an explanation. I think God is always working. Our disconnection makes us feel like nothing is happening. When it reality, everything is. And exactly the way it’s supposed to.

I start to think about what changes I’ve made recently. And I actually can pick out a through-line. And I don’t know, but to me this train of thought feels pure. And it’s one I want to protect. I think that for me, things are falling into place because I’ve returned to my well-being habits. I’ve returned to the things that make me, me. I’ve returned to God. I felt disconnected for a bit. My own doing of course because I was in the midst of my madness again. Which should never be an excuse. But I’ve returned. I’m choosing. I’m speaking to God every morning. I’m praying. I’m learning. I’m getting the word in. I’m feeling God move through my life. I’m thanking him.

I’ve also returned to meditating. Nurturing my mental and emotional well-being. Seeking time out of my day to prioritize this practice. One that helps me a ton. One that’s hard, but so rewarding in the long run.

I’ve also prioritized exercise. I’ve leaned in to the train of thought that exercise is medicine for me. I’ve reduced rigidity and have found ways to stay disciplined here in a way that’s feasible for me. One that keeps me going. One that allows me to see progress. One that keeps me aligned, and always, and I mean always—helps me feel better.

I’ve also prioritized my reading time. Choosing conscious consumption. Cutting out distraction. Learning, enabling my childlike curiosity, and doing this in a way that’s healthy and productive.

Lastly, I’ve prioritized my writing. The thing that fills me up so much. My release. The language of my internal being. What I feel called to do, forever.

To wrap up, things aren’t falling into place because of a particular action. They’re falling into place because of all those mechanisms working together. Because when we feel disconnected, it’s our responsibility to realign with what shapes our makeup. It’s our responsibility to adhere. To listen. To quiet the noise. To keep going.

I’m grateful to God for always nudging me, guiding me, and allowing me to learn the valuable lessons I need to—with precise timing. His timing, never mine.

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I’ve only ever shared this with people close to me. But if you know me, you know how much I love coffee. My grandpa gave me my first cup of coffee when I was just three years old. It’s a big part of my culture. It’s how people invite, welcome, and hold space for others. It tastes so good. You can have it in a variety of different ways. Visiting new coffee shops is a magical experience in and of itself.

I’m deeply curious and love learning and can nerd out on things I love. I’ve watched full-fledged hour long podcast episodes on coffee alone. Just to give you an idea of how much I love it.

With that being said, if you love spending time with my words, and would like to be part of fulfilling my dream to do this full-time and make a living off of what I love, feel free to buy me a coffee! Saying your support means the world would be an understatement. It truly, in every sense, would mean everything!

Thanks again for spending time with my words.

Until next time,
Kevin