I had one of my favorite things happen; I found an old journal. As I panned through it a few things jumped out at me. 1) I still stuggle with the SAME few things 2) My life has not progressed at all.
I’m still a nanny, still longing to be out of the country, still struggling with my weight, still “waiting” on God’s direction, still “dabbling” in music, still going to Trinity Vineyard, and I still miss community. i’m sick of the “stills” I’m ready for the “and’s…” and “am doings”. I am a creature of change. I long for it. Everything in me loves and craves change. I rearrange my bedroom furniture and constantly change decorations so that it doesn’t sit idol. Is God trying to teach me something? I BEG to be ripped from my comfort zone, yet God has me basking in it. I wish I understood!