For everything a reason

There is a reason for everything, even if it's not immediately evident. Last night was testament to this fact. Ever have just an exceedingly strange night? That was tonight for me. So much so that it's way past my bedtime and I'm writing a blog post to try to get stuff out of my head. If I stop making sense, I apologize now. 

It started when a voice from the past reappeared. A person who had been a dear friend just randomly contacted me. We had not spoken in two years, so hearing from her out of the blue was a shock. There was much talking, apologizing, catching up. There were tears, at least on this side of things. Why now? Making the whole thing very odd to me is the fact this person was heavily on my mind last night, then bam, there they are. So many things like this keep happening lately. It's not coincidence I don't think. Maybe I'm losing my mind, maybe it's the lateness of the hour, but I think the Lord is bringing things into my path as He thinks I'm ready for them. This situation, at first, I didn't think I was ready for. It was emotional, but letting go of two years of doubt, regret, and anger? It was priceless. 

Then there was a teary reaction to something that didn't require tears. Do you ever react to something and have no idea why? This is where I'm at currently with a few things. Maybe I'm overly sensitive. Maybe it's PMS. Or maybe in this instance it's because it happened on a social media platform that's been weighing on my mind a lot lately, mostly because of this whole random act of kindness thing. There are parts of social media that are so negative or can turn that way very easily. For weeks now I've been trying to figure out how to spread some kindness there. Perhaps seeing several friends reach the point of throwing there hands up in disgust is the kick in the rear I needed. We shall see. 

Finally, on my heart for quite awhile now has been another person from my past who I had lost contact with. They seem to be walking a path quite similar to mine and something inside is telling me to reach out. I want to, but I don't want them to think I am crazy. Things like that aren't suppose to matter, but if this is something divine urging me, I don't want to send them screaming for the hills. 

My mind is a busy place. See why insomnia plagues me? 

It was a night of healing, reflection, forgiveness, and contemplation. Not a bad night, just very different for me. When I can't get it right in my head, I turn it over to Him because I know He will help. 

This post probably bored you all to tears. Sorry, I needed to get it out of my head. I hope you all had a blessed night.