Flashing Neon Signs

Keeping a blog up to date is not exactly my forte.  Neither is texting people back in a timely fashion, but I suppose that's a topic for another time...

Anyways, these past few weeks have been so far beyond amazing that I find it almost hard to fathom their existence.  In fact, this whole year feels like it's been a blur--some portion of my life that has sped past my eyes so fast and with such intensity that the only reason I am confident that it even happened is the wind of change that it brought along with it.  

First thing's first.  I have to tell you about church.  In another post, I think I wrote about questioning whether or not my time at Second had some to a close.  So many people who I had grown so close to were gone.  They had either been called elsewhere, or had graduated and joined the rest of the post-grad society.  Don't judge me, all right?  I kind of threw a pity party.  Sorry you weren't invited--I was  the only one that showed up anyway.  

The idea that Second was wrong for some and right for others totally blew my mind, and in my insecurities (I'm human; I have a right to those), I began to seriously doubt my place there.  My prayers were drenched in questions about where God wanted me, and what His will was, though to be honest, my own thoughts were definitely tainting what I was hearing.  Sometimes, I wish I could just put a muzzle on my thoughts and let His run through my mind and heart and never have to listen to my misguided self again.  I suppose that the fight to hear Him makes His message that much greater, though...

I swear, every time I asked if I should leave, He shouted at me:  No!  Men and women gave testimonies in the Sunday morning services about their own struggles in wondering if they were at the right church (which, in a town of over 200 churches, it's an understandable concern).  Even friends who didn't know my situation would speak with such insightful wisdom!  One friend was talking about students who were angry about a ministry they were a part of on campus.  She said, "You know, [the ministry] does have it's flaws.  But it's going to!  It's made up of flawed humans in a flawed world.  You don't serve the flawed ministry, but the flawless God!"  I am so very very humbled by the power of the Lord.  He never ceases to amaze me in so many intricate ways. 

Moral of the story:  If you're questioning God, don't make a decision until you hear an answer.  Stay patient.  Remain firm in your faith, and wait.

And your ears shall hear a word behind you, saying, “This is the way, walk in it,” when you turn to the right or when you turn to the left.Isaiah 30: 21

 To go through a list of everything that the past year has brought would require a novel, so I guess it would be better to go ahead and end this post to start another.  To end this one, though, here's a glimpse of the wonderful nonsense I currently call life:

They say not to miss the forest for the trees.

The New Years fireworks I saw with my lovely sister.

The book I waited until three days before my class to read.  [Procrastination Not Recommended]