this little walk of faith....

I’m not great at blogging… However when something momentous happens in my life I feel the need to record this on more than just the paper of my journal.

November 2010 I began looking for a new job. ~My hearts cry was truly to go where the Lord would lead and to live a life of faith. ~
I submitted applications from Dallas to Houston and everywhere in between. It wasn’t until February that I was made aware of the “limitations” I was placing on the Lord’s plan. It only took a few minutes of arguing (God graciously listening to my complaining) for me to realize that I could not do this “half-way”. The following day I submitted applications for jobs in Lubbock, Abilene, Midland… (the western side of this so very large state).

After this act of obedience I was ready for God to move me where he saw fit… and then I waited.

“My plan” allowed for ~3 months of living with friends before beginning the next step of my life. Well I believe the problem with that began with the “My plan” part.

Looking back at all the “inconveniences” that happened I am truly blessed that my father knows best and he really does direct my path. Every detail of what I had “planned” did not work out. However these are some things that did “work out” despite my attempting to plan:

*Ten amazing months of fellowship with people that stretch and encourage me.
*The ability to wake up every morning and literally be able to say “Lord, have your way with me!”.
*A more intimate relationship with my Heavenly Father and learning how to “be still”.
* Understanding the importance of having relationships with people God puts in my life.
*Wonderful Sis and Family that took care of my pup during this time- I know God took care of Moose when I couldn’t. However he made it very clear that OUR relationship is more important and MUST come first. No exceptions~
*Good doctors and flexible work as I went through gallbladder surgery.
*Amazing “House Parents” who have listened to me whine, cry, pout, complain, and be miserable with confusion. And not only listen, but listen as my Lord listens with wisdom and direction.

I wish I could say that I now know how to wait on the Lord and will never be impatient or worry again... However, I am as human as they come- and while God has shown me again and again that he always comes through I still awaken and have to tell my soul to "get with the program".

I am so grateful that my Lord is gracious and does not hold my faults against me, but is proud of the maturity I've gained.

With many bumps, bruises, tears and even scars I move forward. Because he knew it all along.
I'm leaving San Angelo on 10/19/11 and beginning work in Midland the following day. I have so much more to share about my experiences over the past months but I guess that will come with time.

Onward!

New Life...

The celebration of completing my Masters was short lived. A got to spend a long weekend on the with some amazing friends and many days soaking up the sun by the pool.
The rest of the summer was jam-packed with studying for State Boards.

The moment of euphoria was well the effort as I was told that I passed the National Counselors Examination. I spent the rest of August basking in the glow of being done studying for the rest of my life (If I choose…)

My relaxing was interrupted as my plan of leaving my current job took an unexpected toll. I was offered a promotion to assistant supervisor.

This left me with so many decisions to make a very short amount of time… My housing situation would come to an end at the beginning of the new year… So I knew whatever path I chose I would be homeless come January--- and not only me, my boy Moose as well.
I accepted the promotion letting it be common knowledge that I did not plan on staying much past the first of the year.

I wanted to leave the door open for God to move me wherever he planned. And tried not to tie myself down to a lease or obligation. I had (and still have) no doubt that God has a specific plan and has the place chosen for me to be. I must be still and wait for instruction.

I had arranged to stay with Friend’s the first few months of 2011, but a turn of events resulted in my housing plans falling through. In frustration and desperation I messaged some friends that have always been a support to me since living in San Angelo. I lived with them for a summer during college and really did not intend on burdening them again. After the “turn of events” happened (right before the new year ) I did not have much of a choice but to call upon these always faithful friends. I am also blessed to have an amazing sister who has been taking care of Moose for me while I am in this time of transition….

Since moving into their home I have been undoubtedly blessed to be surrounded by such amazing godly people. God is moving more than I have ever seen even in this challenging “season”.

More to come