This is such a surreal moment for me, to see my vision become a reality. When I was 18 years old I got a tattoo that says “the rest is still unwritten” not because its my favorite song, but because I was going through such a significant change that the only thing I had to hold onto was hope. I look back at my life, year after year, and can’t help but notice the underlying purpose of each trial, heartbreak, opened door, or missed opportunity. When I turned 23 I met a man named Jesus. Every gap was filled, every void gone, every attachment broken, my broken pieces being used to make me whole. I’ve realized this. Sometimes I have to break to be better, sometimes I have to walk away from something to walk towards something, and no I may not know the entire story, but I do know the author and I can rest assured knowing all things will be used for good. So onto the next chapter. He’s just getting started.
Answering the Call


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