Saturday, June 30, 2012

a new season

2 years...doesn't seem like a long time...24 months...For some reason that seems to be the growth time frame for me.  Paris missionary...2 years....I saw God change me in ways I never thought possible (ways that belong in another post:)

2010-2012...I never thought life could be so different.  The 1st year almost easy...looking back it was.  I uprooted my whole life from the ultimate comfort zone.  I had a job, family and friends.  There was no reason to move.  But alas I was antsy and God pushed.  So in June 2010 I found myself in New Jersey, 35 miles south of the Big Apple! I had landed myself in a ridiculously plush job and a wonderful community of friends and believers.  I was skeptical of the ease.  I keep waiting for the hiccup, the problem, or the bad.  I had to be coming but it didn't....6 months in and nothing.

2011 began with a weight loss goal and seminary aspirations.  By the summer I was staring school and planning on heading to the missionary world again.  I had reached over half my weight loss goal with no backsliding.  Once again too easy.  Where is the problem....the challenge...the bad...Still nothing!

Then God threw me the ultimate curveball.  It is truly the greatest blessing in my life.  The boy I had often longed for wanted me....The next few months were spent in the giddy first taste of true love.  Once again I waited for the bad...the trouble...the problem.  Still nothing...It was almost too easy.  Families were introduced, 'L' words were said and plans were made.

2012 started with extreme happiness in all things.  I had settled into the comfort of God's blessings and the joy of His love. Then in January the headache began literally.  The posh job stopped looking so glamorous.  The stress increased and frustrations mounted.  The distance to the boy seemed farther and farther...the end didn't seem to be in sight.  Then a broken toe to top it all off!!!

Now I am one month from leaving this temporary home.  And it looks scary....I am leaving the posh job and headed for unemployment.  I am once again uprooting life to move somewhere totally different.  No where to plant and not sure for how long.  The limbo will be....no it is scary!  God is moving the boy and I to start life together. But He is asking us to start life without any idea of what it will look like.  I am having to say goodbye again to a family God has given me.  Some of the goodbyes are permanent.  This is the problem, the issue, and the bad....

Now can I rejoice with God in this moment or season also?