There has been something that God has been telling me for 7 months now. That being Texas is no longer my home. That I won’t be living in the great state of Texas any longer. God told me this out of the blue one day while I was in Haiti and I’ve been praying about it ever since, kind of hoping that I heard wrong. Hoping I had heard “Texas will always be your home!” For some people that is the case, but for me it is not.
Thoughts of where I would end up were consuming me and as I’m praying through this people started to tell me that they were feeling like I would end up in Minnesota. I started to get on board with it but to tell you the truth, I’ve never felt any inclination to go to Minnesota. It may be a fantastic state with with fantastic people, but I just never heard God saying go there. I prayed and prayed and prayed for God to tell me where, asking “God if not Texas then Where?” And at the beginning of month 7 I heard God say northwest…. Well the northwest is pretty big, so I asked God to refine the answer a little for me, and at the end of that month He told me Oregon. Now Oregon isn’t as big as the whole northwest but it’s still big! So, I asked God to refine the answer another time. At the beginning of month 8 He told me where I’d be. I heard him very clearly say Portland. Now I’m From the greater Houston area, the country, and Portland is pretty opposite from the country so I spent quite a bit of time in some serious prayer asking God if what I had just heard was what was actually spoken to me. It was. He confirmed it and told me again and again, Portland is the place to be.
So that was it, my mind was set and life plans were being made. Let me tell you my plans.
Get home, road trip a little bit and explore Portland to decompress and acclimate myself to the American culture again and then head home. After that, fulfill commitments that I have already made and then closer to the end of the year, move from my home in Texas to a Portland, Oregon. Find a job and then settle down and start a family.
Those were my plans. WERE… That’s the main word. After spending some time with the Lord this month He told me that my plans were good, but they were off just a bit. They were off a bit in the timing. He told me that things would happen a lot faster then I had expected. See my trip to Portland when I get home isn’t just for me to decompress, it’s a time fore me to find that job. It’s a time for me to find that place where I’m going to be living. I’m still going home to fulfill the commitments that I have already made, but once I’m done, that’s my time to leave.
If I’m totally honest, this is just little scary. I like knowing what I’m doing with my life and where I’m going to be and how I’m going to get there. Plans. I like plans. I like being able to work things out in the moment, but I like plans for the most part. And with this, I don’t really have any plans. I don’t know where in going to be living or where I’m going to be working. I have to venture out into an area where I know absolutely no one and start a life with nothing.
It’s like the world race all over again, but this time, instead having only what I can put in a backpack, I’ll only have what can fit in my car.
That means leaving my friends, family, comunity… Doing that all over again, but this time, I won’t be gone for just a year. I’m sad to get home and say hello just to say goodbye. I never had in mind for my coming home party to be farewell bash as well, but it will be. I do want everyone back home who will be reading this to know this to be true, I will never find another group of friends, family really, that could ever compare to you. Ever. I love each and every person that has pushed me so far on the race and in life itself and I couldn’t of asked for a better family.
With all that said,
I know that God will provide for all of this to happen. He has done it before and He will do it again and again and again. He is faithful like that. What I’m asking of you is for help. Mainly prayer. If you would, please pray for me and the life that God has me walking into. And if you would again, please pray and talk to God about financially supporting me when I return home. I have no money to my name so getting this life going will be very difficult to do by my broke self.
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Thank you for walking with me on this crazy roller coaster ride called life!
