Gracie Girl Blog

“though the seasons change, your love remains”

The in-between seasons seem to hold the most memories for me. Hot summer days and cold winter nights run together, but fall and spring are vivid in my memory. Fall smells like the excitement of getting home and finding my mom had made pumpkin bread for an after school snack, feels like jumping in piles of leaves and the first fire in the fireplace. Spring smells like new grass at soccer practice, feels like the first day of the year not wearing a coat to school, and brings memories of my rickety treehouse – faithfully waiting out the winter for us to return to it.

My whole life, spring has been fast. The world speeds up as vacations and plans materialize, as activities crank back up again. The end of spring marked by the ever-tumultuous month of May, bringing change and endings and heat.

As Colorado thaws for the first time for me, I’m brought back to my cumulative memories of spring. Of the hope it always resembles. Of the celebration of the resurrection we always get to have.

I think a lot about seasons in this time of my life, where age is one big number called “in your 20s” and everyone has opinions on how these years should be spent. There is pressure to spend them well as everyone seems to look back at this time fondly. I have friends in every season of life from married with kids to still in school. From making six figures to barely getting by. I find myself somewhere in between all them in a group I like to call “untethered.” No place I need to be, no one else I need to consider when planning my life. It feels selfish at times, yet it’s my reality.

Here in Transplant Central Denver, I’ve thankfully met so many in my same position – in their 20s, knew their hometown wasn’t for them right now, and thought they’d move to a fun city with great views and activities. Everyone is kinda just figuring things out as they go, navigating what faith looks like in a faithless city.

In this untethered time of my life, I am constantly reminded of the constance of God. Of His unchanging presence as I navigate life ever-changing. He’s present for the joys of new community and just as present for the lonely nights in my apartment. Present for the times I am extremely aware I moved across the country from most of my family and friends, and present for the times I can’t imagine not being right here right now.

Since the day I graduated college, it often feels like I’m supposed to have some profound answer as to where I want to be (location, career, relationally, etc. ) and why. Sometimes, I wish my path in all those areas was a lot more clear, however if it was, I may not be learning maybe the greatest lesson of my life thus far: the only perfect place to be is in the presence of the Lord.

There is nowhere better to be than with Jesus. There is nowhere more safe or peaceful or more obviously full of love. Nowhere more constant. I am so blessed to have so many friends who are also stepping out in faith right now and learning the same thing. The only constant is the Lord – and how lucky we are to be in places that are giving us a deeper understanding of him. It is the greatest gift to know wherever I walk, I do not walk alone.

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My loyal blog friends! Oh how I have missed writing! I took an accidental 6 month break as I adjusted to my new job and life here, figuring out my normal. I started this post mid-spring, but have not had the time and space to thoughtfully finish it until now. That being said – writing is high on my priority list for the second half of 2025 as it helps me think through what the Lord is saying, gets me to open my Bible just a little more, and allow some to share my life with you. As always, thanks for being here! ❤