weekend renewal

Daisies blue mason jar - ShelliBourque

I am savoring this morning with its gift of much-needed rest. Processing an image or two, listening to the sounds of summer, sunlight streaming in. It’s a glorious moment after a soul-weary week.

I’ve thought a lot about change this week. I always thought I didn’t like change. But as my class is winding down and I’m looking forward to the next, already excited with anticipation, I realize I like change that brings something new. I like beginnings, for they are full of possibilities. And as I think back to the small home project we finished a couple weeks ago and the satisfaction that comes with work well done, I realize I also like change that brings something to completion. I like endings, for they are full of accomplishment.

The changes I do not like are those of discovering what I thought was wasn’t, what I hoped would happ didn’t, what I worst-feared happened. I do not like changes that alter the course of relationships, plans, and life.

Yet, I know these sorts of changes are as sovereignly ordained as the changes I enjoy. So, when my soul is weary from effort gone unnoticed, unappreciated, and unheeded, I must turn to the One who brings renewal.

I know I offered this quote a couple weeks ago, but it is resonating in my heart so strongly today as I find myself in a place I did not want to go:

God will take you where you haven’t intended to go in order to produce in you what you could not achieve on your own. ~ Paul David Tripp

I am resting today in the knowledge that a necessary change is being wrought in me. I am resting in the hands of the One who promises to complete the work. The One who loves me enough to accomplish it.

And when I view the unwelcome change through Heaven’s eyes, I see that one day there will be His satisfaction of work well done, and I can look forward with anticipation to the change of Him making all things new.


I am grateful for a weekend of rest, the love of friends, and the joy of watching members of our church family being baptized. Glory!

If your weekend has a few moments for reading, here are a couple links:

Pigment & Perfume {and what really matters}

I don’t want to waste my time, but even more importantly, I don’t want to call something  a waste of time when it’s really an instrument entrusted to me.

How to Help an Angry Person

The angry man is a sad man. The angry man is a reckless man. Did you know the angry man is a scared man too? Anger is most often born out of insecurity. The angry man is afraid he is not going to get his way, so he resorts to anger as a mechanism or means to get what he wants.

May you have a blessed weekend, friends. Full of love, laughter, and rest.

About Shelli Bourque

An ordinary girl living by the grace of life in Christ. Adoring wife and mom. Lover of quiet places and uncluttered spaces. Beauty seeker and image maker.