I'm moving to Dallas.
Life is crazy. It moves at rocket speed and is always changing.
I've never experienced something so real and raw as the past few months.
For the past 6 years, God has not allowed me to become comfortable anywhere before he has uprooted me.
I know this is a growing experience, and I know in 5 years, I'll look back on this and say, "WOW!" in reference to God's faithfulness in my life. Right now, though, I'm so confused.
I feel like I've been drafted for war. I'm leaving home. I'm leaving a place I am in LOVE with; I'm leaving people I love. But when I really think about it, this isn't home. This is fun. This is safe, but it's not home.
And Dallas--Dallas. Dallas is foreign to me. And the only thing recognizable is heartache. I'm standing on the edge of a dangerous fire, and it is up to me to make decisions that are healthy, smart, and God-centered.
But I'm weak--and He is strong. In two days, I need to be fully dependent on my Savior to rescue me and deliver me into what will be my home.
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On Christ the Solid Rock I stand
All other ground is sinking sand.
...all other ground is sinking sand.
1 comment:
"Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but when the desire comes, it is a tree of life." Proverbs 13:12
"To them God willed to make known what are the riches of the glory of this mystery among the Gentiles: which is Christ in you, the hope of glory." Colossians 1:27
The title so happened to make me think of these two verses.
You should take a day off before you move and come hang out with us in C.S.
Peace
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