I had a chance to go home for a few weeks before moving to New Zealand and by far it was one of my best trips home since leaving for college, 4 years ago. It was a time that enabled me to do many different things that I would not normally have done while being home. Went on several long drives, hiked around scary cliffs at night over-looking the ocean, laughing with friends I had not seen in years, rejoiced over new beginnings, drove a convertible, walked through a farmer's market, celebrated a 4 year old girl's birthday, took long walks, sat in the silence of the Almighty. I could have not asked the LORD for a better time at home. Even the rougher moments the LORD used for His glory and His good. I am daily learning that in these moments of being stretched that He is who I put my trust in. He is the one I look to for guidance. He is the first one I run to. Refreshing.
If there was anything else that came from this journey home it would be reflected in this picture. God continually whispered to me that my past is indeed my past and there is nothing I can do to change it, but I can learn from it. There are appropriate moments to reflect on it and be thankful for it, but there is no need to dwell there. But I am now to live in the present and look ahead with joy to what it is He has ahead and allow the past to be the road that has brought me to where I stand now. He has so much in store; so many good and wonderful things...
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