As I am tentatively making plans to have my dad fly here on the 8th of January to drive home with me, I’m overloaded with feelings, but there is beauty in it all!
I’m excited, yet anxious, for what is to come. I’m ecstatic to be coming home, but the reality of not having a job hits me. Questions like “where should I apply?” and “when will I find one?” Roam through my mind.
Where’s the beauty in that?
I know that God is directing my path and
trust He will provide the right job at the right time.
That, my friends, is beautiful!
I’m not only eager for what is to come in my life, but I’m also thrilled for James and what is to come in his life. He is just now starting on a journey he has desired and I have encouraged him to pursue. He’s finally met a man willing to take James under his wing and mentor him. This also makes me sad, though, that I can’t be apart of this great thing that is happening in James’s life.
Beautiful.
When there is an end, there is a new beginning.
Though I may not be directly apart of what James will be doing,
we serve the same God and
will be seeking to spread the same good news
and be bringing the same Kingdom on Earth as it is in Heaven.
Beautiful.
I can’t wait to get plugged in. Connecting to a church has been a very long, confusing process out here and I can’t wait to get reconnected and plugged in at The Open Door. I look forward to the sermons, worshipping with them, and I’m hoping to be apart of the mentoring program they started up last fall. Not to mention the Single’s Nights they have…
I love what is going on at The Open Door.
I love what it can offer me and I love what I have to offer the church.
Fellowship.
Worship.
Spiritual Growth.
Beautiful.
I still deeply desire to find the man I’m going to spend the rest of my life with. I’m very hopeful that he is out there, but I’m back to the waiting and looking stage, which I have very mixed emotions about. I know it can and will be fun, but I crave that committed relationship.
As much as I don’t like “the process”, it really is beautiful.
The growth and lessons learned are important for what is to come.
It may not be easy to go through,
but it’s beautiful to look back on and see just how God works.
With that being said, I’m also trying to figure out what the healthy way for James and I to move on looks like, but still remain friends. I wonder if that’s even possible. Is there a certain time frame? Will one just know when another person comes along, that it’s time? Or does a person just “feel” ready?
It’s beautiful that I don’t HAVE to know these answers.
I can just trust in God and
know He is leading me on the path that He wills,
that which is beautiful!
I’m still feeling so at peace with James and the decision we’ve made. In fact, I’m surprisingly enjoying these last moments I’ll share with him, here in NY. I know I will miss his friendship so much, once I leave. That makes it very bittersweet for me.
To have peace during moments such as these is simply beautiful.
No more explanation need as far as I am concerned.
I’m sad to leave the friends I’ve made out here. The Widrick family has been so good to James and I, opening up their doors for community and letting us be apart of their family. I’m thankful for them and how helpful they have been to me.
What I’ve share with them as been a blessing.
It’s encouraging to know people such as these exist and
are willing to demonstrate the heart of Christ.
You guess it, Beautiful!
I’m looking forward to the road trip home with my dad! I love to drive, he loves to drive. I’m not worried; if something would happen he’d know what to do. I know it will be some good 21 hours of quality time spent with him and I am looking forward to that. Plus, the fact that the end destination is just what I need for now makes me antsy.
Road trips are beautiful.
Spending time with my dad is beautiful.
Coming home is beautiful.
I love to pack, but I’m still not in the mood to start. Looking at all my stuff and thinking about it going BACK into my car for another trip, doesn’t bring me too much thrill. I am hoping that once I do start, which will be soon, that I’ll get into my groove and enjoy the packing process. I really can’t wait until I get to unpack it though!
The process, remember, it’s beautiful!
Since I’ve been away from home and out of my parents house for quite some time, I knew I’d prefer to find an apartment or another form of housing, but I wasn’t sure I could find something affordable or ideal. But I did! I’m so blessed to have a cousin who offered me a room in her house, not only to rent when I do get a job, but to live there until I do!
My cousin is beautiful and her generosity is beautiful.
This opportunity is beautiful!
Amongst those emotions, there are emotions that I don’t feel, for which I am so grateful.
I haven’t felt ashamed or judgment coming from anyone at home and that speaks volumes to me about the family and friends I’m blessed with. I’m seriously thankful for the support and encouragement I have received.
The hearts of these people and knowing they are in my life is all so beautiful.
I haven’t felt anger towards James with the direction of our relationship. As we talk about it, it’s truly beautiful that our feelings are so mutual. I don’t just mean the part of us breaking up even, but just how hopeful we are for each other and still supportive and understanding. It amazes me.
The freedom I have from such feelings are so beautiful
and I have Christ to thank for that.
If it weren’t for His beautiful sacrifice,
I have a feeling James and I would have a whole lot more to say about each other,
but we don’t, because of Christ’s beauty.
In all of this, it really isn’t hard to find the beauty. My emotions are all over the board, but there is beauty above them all.