My life has been so good. Picture perfect you might say. So much so, that one day I asked Darren, "When will the bomb drop? When will someone get cancer? When will one of our parents die? When will there be a tragedy or something that knocks us over?"
This past September the bomb dropped. It was nothing I had expected or "prepared for". I thought I could handle almost anything, but this has thrown me.
For 42 years of my life God has given me everything I'd ever dreamed of and now He is asking me to give it all back. He is asking me to trust Him and walk a new path, one that is out of my comfort zone.
My life is going to look different than what the world is telling me it should look like. Crazy changes are ahead. Exchanges that go against what the world tells me to hold onto. A beautiful home for a home unknown. A cocoon of comfort and ease for a life that is going to stretch me in ways that might hurt. I'm choosing to say good-bye to financial security. Who does that? I'm watching my husband leave a successful career that he has worked his whole life to achieve. The children's college savings is incomplete. Our parents are aging and now I'm moving further away from them? Most of this doesn't make sense.
What does make sense is Scripture. I'm hearing God's voice loud and clear. Matthew 10:39, "Whoever finds his life will lose it, and whoever loses his life for my sake will find it."
I think I'm ready, Lord. Please give me courage and obedience to walk this new path.
