November, which is arguably the best month, is finally here. A new month that brings a new season, and I’m not quite sure what that looks like for you, but for me it’s time to open up the windows and let the light in.

I started this blog in 2015 to get some grieving off of my chest after the loss of my aunt, and well, as you can tell I’ve never picked it back up. I have many posts and thoughts that were left unpublished for the last five years for reasons I feel most if not all of you can relate to. Fear. Fear that I would be judged. Fear of not being relatable. Fear of my words not coming out right or not sounding eloquent enough. Fear that I would somehow not be good enough even in a blog post. Fear that my messy life would be less of a blessing to someone reading and more of a burden.

November. A new month. A new season. A new day to rebuke the lies that satan puts in our minds, and hearts, and thoughts. Yet another chance to pray peace over fear and be who I am, and not this falsified person the world puts pressure on me to be, as spoken by my sweetest soul of a boyfriend. You see friends, we can sit in our slumber and wish away the rest of 2020 to be over, or we can take the blessings in each day and magnify them for others to see. We can take that fear of being judged and/or relatable and just take a chance in knowing that somebody, somewhere needs to hear your story. Take those thoughts of uncertainty, doubt and not being good enough, and share your messy life and words because as terrible as 2020 has been, if you dig deep enough, there’s a blessing waiting to be discovered. And that same blessing is waiting to be shared, if not just to get off of your chest, but to bless someone else.

I can’t be certain of the frequency of posts I’ll share, but I can assure you that each one will be the raw, transparent version of me that each of you deserve to know and relate to. The person and heart I’ve longed to share for years now. I keep hearing Kari Jobe’s new song “Let the Light In” resounding in my head, and specifically these lyrics: “It’s time for the sleepers to wake, it’s time for the old winds to change. I hear the spirit say, “It’s time.'”

I’m so looking forward to this new season. Open up your windows and let the light in with me, because we still have so much to be thankful for before we close this year out. And if you can’t find that light, be the light.

Xx Chandler