My blog failed. Predictably, I got super excited about it, and then forgot all about it. Well, I’m back. And I have less friends in a 1000 mile radius, so maybe this time I’ll be more diligent in writing what pops into my ever-changing brain.
Right now I am sitting on my floor in front of my fire place, with a beautiful fire that was built by Yours Truly. My house is filled with the beautiful aroma of a crackling fire and I am as happy as a peach. (Just roll with that expression…) It has been forty days since I last woke up in my bed in NY and got into my loyal little Honda Civic and crossed the NY border into Pennsylvania, then into Ohio, Indiana, Illinois, Missouri, straight through Kansas and then into the beautiful state of Colorado. I moved into my beautiful home on December 31st, with the help of my wonderful mother. It took the two of us about a weekend to get the place together, and we even made an appearance at my housemate’s new year’s eve party! My mom flew home a few days after moving me in, and that was pretty hard. I sat on a bench in the airport and totally cried, and I’m not ashamed of that, because I had just hugged the most important lady in my life goodbye for a year. Talk about heart wrenching. Fortunately, my friend Aimee from California was able to come visit me that same day, so I wasn’t really left alone, I had her around for a few days and that was really great. On the weekend of Halloween 2015, I lost my job. I wish I could tell you it totally broke my heart, and it did in a way, because I was out of a constant income, but I had felt so stuck. I loved those kids but I struggled trying to find a sense of purpose there. I felt like I was jogging in place. I was yearning to get out and explore and see things, and I kid you not, one night I was cuddled up in bed with my mom and I actually said to her “Mom, I just feel like I need to get out of NY and do something!” Two days after losing my job, I was offered a chance at an internship at LifePointe Church in Fort Collins, Colorado. Nate is the youth pastor there and was at Camp Pattersonville this last summer, where I hung out for a few weeks. Three weeks after that offer, I found myself in Fort Collins with my best friend Alysa for an interview. It didn’t take long to have my hopes up and a week later Nate told me the job was mine if I wanted it. Can we talk about God’s timing? If you told me three months ago that I was moving across the country, I would have laughed at you. Yet I was longing for adventure. If you’d told me then that I’d be living in a beautiful house rent-free with an awesome roommate, I would have freaked out because that just sounds so stinkin’ awesome! If you’d told me that I would have to kiss my family goodbye for a year-long internship I would have broken down in tears. God’s timing sure isn’t predictable, but I sure do love it. I thought I had everything figured out. I had a job, a guy, Young Life was taking up my time and I loved it, but I was feeling like I was missing something, or that I wasn’t where I was supposed to be. I started pursuing my dream to move to Africa more seriously, but I kept coming up short. (pun intended) ((Because I’m still only five feet tall)) I was out of ideas and options and I was very discouraged. When Nate called me about that internship, I was flooded with the feeling that it was right. I called my parents crying because it seemed like such a crazy idea. Move across the country? Alone? Without a job or friends? Leave Young Life? How would I do it? I told them about it and they got really excited, basically told me that I needed to look more into it. Their reaction solidified the possibility in my head. So here I am! Tomorrow I’m teaching a Sunday school class with middle and high school girls and I am quite excited. I’m working part time in a wonderful salon in Old Town, which is the most beautiful downtown I have ever seen. At night, they light every single tree and its romantic and even beats downtown Saratoga. The salon is awesome, and the girls I work with are all really sweet. God has provided me with everything I have needed, everything I have asked Him for. It’s scary at times when I miss my family, but it’s a part of growing up. My relationship with my parents is awesome, and being away from them is making me realize how much they’ve done for me. Life is a whole new beautiful adventure, and I’m just at the beginning. Plus, the mountains here rock! (I am a master of puns.) Last weekend it was nearly 60 degrees, and the sunshine made it feel even warmer. I hiked a smaller mountain in the Rockies, and it was really beautiful. I made it to only about 7,000 feet, and let me tell you – the silence at that elevation is absolutely magical. I am tasting and seeing how great the Lord really is. |
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