There are a lot of places that I want to go in life, physical as well as spiritual. As I walk daily through this tornado that is currently my life, it's hard to remember all the places I have already been and how incredible they have been. For example, college. College is so cool folks! I have taken for granted the fierce independence that I gained from CNU, coupled with an atmosphere of total loving support. It's like going somewhere where you get to make all your own decisions and all the people around you's SOLE purpose is to give you what you need to succeed in those decisions.
Or how about Africa? The one place I absolutely wanted to go above all else.... And coincidently where I met my husband. The beauty and rich culture I found in Ethiopia has inspired my artwork for two years now, and the experiences I had there have shaped who I am as a person almost as much as this past year has, working for the Giambrones.
Working as a nanny for a family with a terminally ill child? Wow. Almost walked away from The Lord at one point but honestly the experience has done nothing but stretch and grow me. I absolutely believe that God is Good now, which makes NO sense to a lot of people. Maybe God isn't supposed to make sense in the traditional way we as humans make sense of things. I mean after all, we're a pretty messed up bunch of grapes.
Ok so basically, I quit my job. Today is my last day and I do not have another job to take the place of this one. Hahahahaha, talk about stretching the faith. But here's the crazy part: I've been here before. Standing on the edge of a precipice looking down into what seems an endless drop with razor sharp rocks at the bottom, covered in mist. In the pitch black darkness. I've seen this before.... Right before I went to Africa. Right before I got married, right before I went to school (every single semester when I didn't have enough money), right before I started this job for the Giambrones. Right before every single time I have ever stepped out in faith to do something new. And there are never sharp rocks at the bottom! Someone always catches me. THAT is a someone I can trust. That is someone who is good.
Ugh. I hate random posts with no flow and no poetry but I had to get those thoughts out somehow and since my life is a tornado right now. I suppose it makes sense that the post goes around in circles.
Or how about Africa? The one place I absolutely wanted to go above all else.... And coincidently where I met my husband. The beauty and rich culture I found in Ethiopia has inspired my artwork for two years now, and the experiences I had there have shaped who I am as a person almost as much as this past year has, working for the Giambrones.
Working as a nanny for a family with a terminally ill child? Wow. Almost walked away from The Lord at one point but honestly the experience has done nothing but stretch and grow me. I absolutely believe that God is Good now, which makes NO sense to a lot of people. Maybe God isn't supposed to make sense in the traditional way we as humans make sense of things. I mean after all, we're a pretty messed up bunch of grapes.
Ok so basically, I quit my job. Today is my last day and I do not have another job to take the place of this one. Hahahahaha, talk about stretching the faith. But here's the crazy part: I've been here before. Standing on the edge of a precipice looking down into what seems an endless drop with razor sharp rocks at the bottom, covered in mist. In the pitch black darkness. I've seen this before.... Right before I went to Africa. Right before I got married, right before I went to school (every single semester when I didn't have enough money), right before I started this job for the Giambrones. Right before every single time I have ever stepped out in faith to do something new. And there are never sharp rocks at the bottom! Someone always catches me. THAT is a someone I can trust. That is someone who is good.
Ugh. I hate random posts with no flow and no poetry but I had to get those thoughts out somehow and since my life is a tornado right now. I suppose it makes sense that the post goes around in circles.
