Change of Direction

Something really great happened last week after my previous post. My little brother got the call that there was a bed open for him in rehab and he took it! He cancelled his trip to Alaska with his dad and walked away from his job so he could get the help he needs. After so many tears and prayers, it finally happened and I couldn't be happier! I've been able to visit him and he told me that he's learning so much and really feels that this will help him get his life on track and headed down a successful path for the future...melts my heart. <3

I think I've set my mind on relocating back to Sacramento. I know I said that I felt CO is where I'm meant to go, but after my plan to move there was turned upside down in a matter of days, I'm not sure that's where I'm meant to be for this moment in my life. I do think that I will eventually get there, but not right now. I want to be closer to family and living in CO, it's just going to be at a later time.

I've been applying for jobs and so far I haven't heard back from anyone, but I know something will come my way soon! I'm headed to Sac later in May to see some friends and attend my friend Angi's baby shower, she's expecting twins! I'll get to meet my friends newest addition as well, they just had a baby boy a few days ago. It's going to be a quick trip, but I'm so excited to visit. It'll also give me the chance to look at a few apartments, grab some phone numbers and start making some plans. I've lived there before, so I know the areas I'd like to live, but some of the apartments are smaller and don't advertise online. I'm also looking for a church...I know I need to find a place to call home so I stay on track. I've been doing so well since losing my job, but the temptations will come again once I'm working and interacting with my coworkers and friends. I want to be sure I am getting fed and making fruitful relationships, I need to be held accountable so I stay on the right path.

Anytime I make a big decision like this, I start to feel anxious when I'm in that waiting period. Not a bad kinda anxious, but an excitement within and I start to get impatient lol I just want it to happen! I'm sitting here typing this out and I feel peaceful when laying out my plans, so I know that I'm making the right decision. I've moved several times over the past 7 years and each time I've learned so much about myself, so even if I make a wrong decision, I learn from it so nothing is ever wasted. In the past 7 years I learned more about myself and gained so much confidence in my capabilities, I've done things I never thought I could do and it has strengthened me and shown me that I can get through life with my head held high because I no longer shy away from experiences out of fear or shame...and with God in my corner, I know that I'll always make it through the storms and find my way to a better tomorrow.

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