How great is the goodness you have stored up for those who fear you. You lavish it on those who come to you for protection.
Two years ago I moved to Charleston and into a fresh season filled with unknowns. I hardly knew anyone, I had no community, and I felt completely unprepared for the uncomfortable growth and changes that were about to go down. Little did I know that just 24 short months later: I would be surrounded by some of the most loving, transparent, genuine people that I have ever met. I would have the job that a prayed for specifically for six months. I would go on adventures that I could have never even imagined. But in the midst of all of this I would experience more pruning, heartbreak, and brokenness than ever before. The past two years have been a roller coaster. Filled with the lowest of valleys and the highest of mountaintops and learning what it looks like to abide in Christ.
A few weeks ago while traveling, I felt my mind spinning and spinning and spinning about the past, future, the next five minutes. If I have learned anything over the past two years, it has been: get over yourself, chill out, and pray that the Lord would come and fill these anxieties and worries with Himself and His perfect peace.
You know when you have expectations for your life and they look nothing like the plan that unfolds? Well, this occurred x 1,000 when this season began. Thank you Jesus for knowing what I need so much more than I do and for not giving me what I asked for. Thank you for teaching me more about raw conversations, connecting with strangers, spending time alone, sacrificing for others when it’s the last thing you want to do, resting in the Lord, and being completely broken by sin.
As I move into my third year in this city, I am excited for what is to come but also completely blown away by the Lord’s undeniable faithfulness even when I tried to resist what He was doing with every fiber of my being. He is good. His ways are perfect. His love prevails.
Cheers to year 3!