This is my first blog post, so here goes nothing.
I don’t know about you but there are times when you might have too much going on in a very short time. Or you just feel overwhelmed. I am normally not the type to freak out with pressure, but this time I might have bitten off more than I can chew.
I am moving in exactly 6 days! I have barely packed my tiny apartment up. I have been trying to sell most of my things because let’s be honest I won’t need them much in the next year. On Friday, I will be leaving a job that I have loved and co-workers that have become good friends and family. It will be a very sad to leave. Saturday morning I head out to start my 1,700 mile move.There are some important stops along the way that are making this move take almost 1,000 miles longer than what it should take. All to make sure that I am at my mom’s house (home) by Wednesday. Family from all over will be arriving Wednesday and Thursday for my brother’s wedding, which is in 13 days! I haven’t even started to think about fundraising for the Race. And I have been trying to spend time with my friends and community before I leave town. Phew! I am tired from typing all that out.
In the midst of moving, packing, wedding stuff, fundraising, and work. I have been blessed by so much and it wasn’t until last night that I got see that. Last night, I had a little going away party. I was blessed that a friend, Kurtis and his wife Emily, opened their home to a small group of people. I was blessed by everyone that came. It was great to share stories of the past and hope to the future of where God is taking us. Being an extrovert, it was absolutely a great way to bring this season to end. I know I have complained about West Texas, but it sure has been great to me and the friendships that I have here I will always cherish and continue to pursue. It is because of those friendships that I have moved back to Lubbock and it the reason it won’t be the last time I am here. I have been blessed so much by my time here and by the people I have had the privilege of knowing. (This might be getting a little too sappy). Anyway, while at the party, I received a text from mi madre. This is nothing out of the ordinary, but what that text was about was a huge blessing. I haven’t told anyone that at this point one of my big concerns is raising support. It’s a big concern because I haven’t been able to give it much attention with everything else going on. But my mom sends me a message that she has met some people at a wedding (again not out of the ordinary…she is a wedding coordinator and where I get my extrovert side from) that might be interested in supporting me. Whether they do or not, I can not put to words how relieved and affirmed I felt. It was comforting to know that I was being cared for from so far away. I was and am blown away that some people who don’t know me and barely know my mom are interested in what I am doing, more importantly what God is doing. It’s a great feeling to know that my family is doing what they can to support me, even when they don’t realize it. I was reminded that I don’t need to worry or feel overwhelmed with everything going because God will and has taken care of it!
The way God provides is just amazing and how He does is mind boggling. That text last night changed my perspective. I have barely begun this journey and I have already experienced provision.
-Joshua 1:9
