It’s been a while since my last post. Going through transition isn’t always easy but anything worth it seldom is!
I now live in Las Vegas…who would have thought my path would lead me here, where the summer temperatures are consistently in the 100’s.
I’ve wanted to run back to the familiar, the safe, and the comfortable with familiar paths, family and friends. Job connections and options are plenty. I would survive because I know what to do!!! I’ve walked that path many times, its second nature.
But no, I’ve been called to another level of trust, another level of obedience.
How many people have said, “Lord send me, I’ll go wherever you lead me.”
Well, how about the desert where your daily bread is Him and your provision you have to trust him for?
Can and will you really walk through the Valley not knowing how long or how rough it’s going to get before it gets better?
My Valley is a desert and the people around me can’t encourage me or lead me out. What do I do? Get mad at them or God? Should I have expected a place of comfort and provision just because I‘m following God’s leading!
Well, I can expect that, but still I knew it could be challenging yet I had faith that I would make it through and all would be well. (And it’s finally getting there).
However, in the midst were confusion, doubt, and a meltdown…”Why me Lord, did I miss it? My God, my God I know you haven’t forsaken me but it sure feels like it at this moment,” or “This too shall pass but not soon enough for me!”
Yep, new and uncharted territory when you are all alone can and will stir up mixed emotions even fear. Still each time I had to encourage myself and others called to encourage me as well.
They are my biggest cheerleaders and support.
I live in a place where the homeless is everywhere you turn and the people next to you can find themselves in the same homeless state and one person has and another person and her child is on their way. That I know of!
Complacency is way of life for some. They want more but don’t have the desire to pursue it. It’s easier to sit and complain and scheme to buy more time just to sit and do nothing until it’s time to scheme again. This vicious cycle that has become second nature to far too many.
Even the homeless get up and hunt for plastic bottles and cans in the heat to get money, while those with struggling to maintain a roof over their heads just murmur and complain or laugh and make fun of until…then they want someone to help them and get mad when no-one can or will.
Ironic isn’t it! Standing on the street corner with a sign for help or Going to your next door neighbor who you hardly know to ask for the same thing…is there a difference in the need?
Change has definitely come and it’s a learning experience of real life up close and personal.
My life has changed because I have changed.
Hugs and Love from me to you!