Don’t go chasing waterfalls
I came to Georgia hoping it would lead me to something great. With the hope I would find a mission to fit my calling and who I am. Praying God would place an opportunity in my lap.
But He didn’t.
I spent until about last week wheeling plans around in my head. Trying to make things happen, planning my next great adventure with no regard to the Lord’s timing.
Despite how hard I worked to ignore it, I already knew what He had asked me to do.
I fought it because it is the last (best) place I wanted to go.
Home. Montana.
Don’t get me wrong, home is a great place for me. I have an amazing family who support me and friends who I love when they are a part of my life. I live in Bozeman, Montana, a place so many people dream of living.
But something about going home felt like failure. Where is the adventure, the thrill of the unknown in going home? I came to CGA to discover my next step. To have God call me to work at an orphanage in Africa, to know I was supposed to squad lead, to find my dream job or at least get to stay in Georgia in the Adventure in Mission community with my friends.
I did not come all the way here, to CGA, to have God tell me to GO HOME.
So I fought it, I tried to change it, even threw myself a personal pity party. Why had He not handed me the dream? Sitting in my tears and discontentment I asked God, how do I recover and do your will?
Thanksgiving and confidence.
I remedied my discontentment with a solid dose of some gratitude. Thanking Him for the beautiful life I lead and how He has been with me at every turn.
I moved from a state of half hearted acceptance to confidence and trusting that God has a grand plan, bigger then I understand. It was after I confidently accepted His plan that He gave His confirmation.
God speaks in great and mysterious ways and some times in the form of 90s R&B.
Don’t go chasing waterfalls.
Please stick to the rivers and the lakes that you’re used to.
I know that you’re gonna have it your way or nothing at all,
But I think you’re moving too fast.
When you hear that song 4 times in one week you know it means something.
Along with TLC (the band), I have had so many people here supporting my decision and encouraging me in it.
So come December 20th I am moving back to Bozeman for an unknown amount of time. As much as I want an escape route, I don’t have one. As much as I wish I knew what I was working toward next, I don’t. As much as I wish I was going somewhere new and unknown, I’m not.
But I chose to embrace the holding place and the waiting period. I choose to receive the lessons that this next season has to bring. I am going to do my best to take what I learned in this one and make it a part of my life in Bozeman. To let this time at home be as much as a part of building my life, as an adventure across the globe would be. This time is to show my family and friends how much they mean to me. I stand waiting on the Lord, and all the beauty and hardship that comes with that. I am ready.
So I wait expectantly and patiently.
Holding fast to the promise that big things are to come.
Nika
Leadership track at the Christmas party.
I sure am gonna miss these kids and so glad they are now a part of my life. Love um’ so much.
