Spaghettification.

My boyfriend and I decided to meet in the middle this weekend for a day trip to Huntsville. I was in charge of finding a coffee shop; he was in charge of planning and finding an activity for our date. He thought it would be fun for us to go to the U.S. Space and Rocket Center, so we spent part of our day walking around the space museum and checking out all of the cool exhibits.

We read lots about space – a lot of things that I didn’t understand, but I eventually stumbled upon a sign that I could relate to. As I read along, the sign explained how in space a black hole’s rays could devour a star. After a certain point, not even light could escape the powerful tug of a black hole’s gravity leaving anything that ventures too close to then be stretched and compressed like putty. This process is called spaghettification.

I laughed as I read the sign. 2022 felt like one long year of spaghettification. Pasta strained and stretched in God’s hand. Days passed when I felt like I was in a black hole unable to escape the tug of its gravity, its weight, and its grip.

Stars might get swallowed up by black holes, but I was determined to not stay in this place. Climbing out of the dark can sometimes be hard when there’s no ladder or guidebook. No timeline for escaping the dark, and sometimes I felt like God would never help me get over the fear I’d felt chained to.

Do you feel like the weight of the world is pinning you down compressing and stretching you over and over? Or maybe you feel like you’re floating through space, looking for a place to land?

I went to see A Man Called Otto yesterday, and it wrecked me. I won’t give too much away, but it was about a very lonely man that felt like he lacked purpose without his wife who had passed.

He had closed himself off from the love of his neighbors and his friends, but a new neighbor arrived and would not stop seeking him out to be his friend. I wonder how many people reading this feel like they are in a black hole spiraling in loneliness. I’ve been there, and you’re not alone. Seeking out community when you’ve experienced so much hurt is a lot easier said than done.

You have to risk comfort to find the life you’re meant for. We can go our whole lives without living. And sometimes we just have to go through spaghettification to become who we’re meant to be. It’s not comfortable or easy but well worth it every time. I can attest to that.

If you’re feeling unbearable loneliness will you message me? Even if we don’t live in the same city, I’d love to help you find places to get plugged into wherever you live. It’s time to start living.

A lot of times when I write I’m preaching to myself, but maybe someone else needs to hear this today too.

The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it. – John 1:5

Again Jesus spoke to them, saying, “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will not walk in darkness but will have the light of life. – John 8:12

xo,

msv

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