This Life.

For the sake of this blog and not knowing who is out there reading this, I'll just keep this vague and say we live near the surface of the sun.

Recently, I have found myself quite hot. I attempted to speak with a car salesman this morning around 10 AM whilst beads of sweat formed on my nose and proceeded to drip down to the very tip and fall off. Being one who has never taken to sweating much, this is new for me. Sweating in public on a large scale, that is.

It has occurred to me as of late that my strong desire to move to the South is a teachable moment in my walk of faith. Oh how I was ready to get down here when I could peer out my window and see the mighty Hudson River covered in sheets of ice! I wanted a CFA close by and warmer weather. Friends, I got what I prayed for on many levels. As of late, I've realized God's leading us to the South and answering my prayers for warmer temps can be likened to the Israelites complaining and wanting meat to eat. They got exactly what they wanted! So much so the Lord assured they would hate it because it was too much of a good thing.

I often sit and think about why God lead us here. I know we are here, in this town, for a reason. Jeremy has a job and is providing for our family. He has the necessary means to work towards his PhD. But that old saying "all that glitters isn't gold" seems to be on my heart right now. From afar this is where we so desperately wanted to be. Without going into too much detail, I now wish we were closer to family and friends and a Target (kidding). God has shown me just how much I need to trust Him in His general leading of our lives.

This does not mean I think we shouldn't be here. I don't believe we are outside of God's will, as some may say. God's will is where I am right now because He is in control of my life. And while this hasn't been the easiest place I've lived, I do believe He is showing me constantly what it means to rely on Him and being content. Those are two doozies, trust me.

And so, sometimes too much of a good thing is just that. It's a good thing!