transition
A few months ago I had one of the most marvelous days. It was the kind of day where everything begins to make sense, and everything you’ve been thinking and feeling for the past season begins to come together.
I’m not one to be first to be discontent with where I’m at. I’ve learned through life to enjoy where I am and to try to make the most of it even when it’s not the most ideal place or environment, but lately that has been increasingly harder for me, even in the truly amazing spiritual environment I was in. And it’s because I was supposed to be discontent with where I was at. I was in transition. All the while, when I had no clear vision for where I was going and what I was doing next, God had been planning some beautiful surprises and blessings for me. He’s always doing stuff like that. He’s a good Dad!
All around me I hear about planning towards your dreams, and setting goals, and I think that is amazing, but for some reason it has never worked for me. And I totally believe its true and so good to do. I even coached people this last year in this sort of a process and was coached myself in it. But this last year God told me He was going to teach me to move with Him like the wind. Every step I took towards what I thought I wanted to do ended in doors being shut, and I started to get discouraged, but then I remembered He was teaching me to move with Him like the wind. Wind can shift directions in an instant. It sometimes moves powerfully and other times is just a gentle breeze, relaxing and refreshing. I definitely felt the wind-shifts this year.
And now I can’t wait to finish strong. Don’t get me wrong, I was living life to the fullest here, putting my heart and love into my job even when I didn’t see myself there forever. I’ve been enjoying the beauty that is Redding, soaking up the sunshine, rivers, lakes, and mountains. But my heart always longs for the nations. I love to be surrounded by the sights, smells, and people of other cultures. I want to see the world. I want to be a rebuilder and discipler of nations. Ever since I was a little girl and I was reading stories of pioneers in far away lands, and writing letters to missionaries who inspired me (yes, I was that nerdy), I have longed for the nations.
So as I finish this season out, I’m soaking up the goodness of God, because His goodness and presence are available just as much in the transition as the are in the new season.
Dear heart, even though you are in Mexico mostly don’t forget that there is good stuff here too.
Love,
Lo
