1 MONTH
I know what it’s like to anticipate leaving. I have been through it several times. I know the worries that accompany it along with all the excitement… the up and down and the back and forth, the push and pull and the rise and fall, and the lack of any stable emotions as you think about all the changes that you’re about to dive into head first.
And that’s where I find myself right now. As of today, March 7th, I am exactly 1 month from leaving. And so I find myself back in the anticipatory stage. Half of me thinking about home, and what it will be like to be gone for so long, and the other half of me daydreaming of my future in Manila.
But that’s not really what this blog is about. This blog is all about looking back, not looking forward. Because thinking about the future inevitably got me to thinking about the past. Specifically, the past 8 months since being home from the World Race. Because my BIGGEST question when I came home was “what’s next?” …and after a long, long time of silence, my second most important question became… “why won’t you show me God?” …and when He finally did, my most recent question arose: “why did you wait for 8 months?”
So I’ve been thinking a lot about these past 8 months, and why God didn’t just show me straight off the World Race that I was meant to go to Manila. Why didn’t I catch the first flight from Nicaragua back to the Philippines? What was the purpose of these last eight months?
And of course, there were reasons. God did have a purpose.
And I’ll share some of those in my next blog…
