Still a Work In Progress by Jillian Sigler

Psalm 30:11 “You have turned for me mourning into dancing! You have removed my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness.”

1 Peter 3:10-12 “For ‘whoever desires to love life and see good days, let him keep his tongue from evil and his lips from speaking deceit; let him turn away from evil and do good; let him seek peace and pursue it. For the eyes of the Lord are on the righteous, and his ears are open to their prayer. But the face of the Lord is against those who do evil.’”

I have struggled to write this post amidst this quarantine. The amount of times these first two lines have been written are beyond me! I feel many qualifications one should have when writing for their church’s women's blog, are lost on my part. In short, I am just a nineteen-year-old, college sophomore, trying to tell everyone she knows about Jesus.

I am not perfect in the slightest. I forget to pray before dinner. I allow Netflix to take priority over my quiet time. I don’t always speak with love and forgiveness. And I surely do not have all the answers. I find comfort in worldly things and spend way too much time counting calories.

However, I love dancing. I love standing in my living room and blasting Chris Renzema’s Springtime album. I love hearing the lyrics “Child, you are fearfully and wonderfully made, and that’s enough.” I love being out in nature. Knowing the same God who knit me together in the womb, has breathed life into every blade of grass on the side of the highway.

I am such a mess. I cry over handsome celebrities, and weep over the injustice of our fallen world. However, I also smile at sunsets, and laugh at my inability to hold a tune. I can do all these things simultaneously, because despite my imperfect nature, I serve a Perfect Creator. One who does not base His love on my ability or inability but loves me out of the overflow of His heart. 

As a senior in high school, it finally clicked for me what it meant to follow Christ. During the season that followed, many walls came crashing down around me. Writing poetry became therapeutic for me during that heavy grieving process. I wrote poems about joy and dancing, but also about heartbreak and loss.

Over time, the collection of poems morphed into a book, one of victory songs and outpourings of heartache. I submitted my book to a publishing house the fall of my freshman year of college, and just this April, A Work in Progress became available on Amazon and Barnes & Noble. I say this with the utmost humility: I am not worthy to write books about my Savior. However, the Lord used my season of brokenness and vulnerability to create a medium by which I could relate to this world in an incredibly intimate way.

The road that the Lord walks you down may not be one of continual mountain top moments. The valleys you face, will certainly be deep and trying. But HALLELUJAH, that the Creator of every crater, crack, and crevice, will be holding your hand through it all. In the face of the Enemy, I choose to take hold of my Savior’s hand, and dance on through the valley. What will you dance through today? 


  1. What are some things you have allowed to take precedence over following God just this week? 

  2. How does knowing God’s love is not conditional change your view of yourself?

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