I've been back in the states from the World Race for almost 9 months now and wow has time flown. Its hard to believe that in the last nine months, I started a job, ended a job, lost my grandpa to cancer, and moved across the country and am now looking for a new job.
Seasons have a way of coming and going. The World Race was one hell of a season of life for me. It grew me, changed me, and brought me to new understanding about myself, my family, friends, and life itself.
Here I am nine months later and I'm starting a new season of life. I've recently moved to Albany, NY...why, you might ask? Honestly, I don't know...
We'll maybe that's not entirely true, but what I do know is in that season of in-between...of coming home and not knowing what's next, I ended up becoming very emotionally and spiritually drained. I ended up in a very unemotionally healthy phase of life, and moving to New York was meant to help me get out of that, was supposed to help me find my way again.
I've been here for almost three weeks now and the only thing I've realized is this....I'm broke and lonely...and while yes I moved in with a old friend, and yes I've started to make some new ones, the truth is I'm lonely for what I had, for what I'm missing out on back home. I'm searching for jobs, and I mean really searching, but part of me wonders if it was a mistake....was it a mistake to move out here, to give everything up back home....to leave my friends, the comfort of family, of a church I kind of liked....leave it all behind to have to try to figure it all out again...
But then as I sat there in my room today after having slept in way to long, missing yet another opportunity to try a new church...EVERYONE HAS A DRY SPELL. Everyone has a DRY SEASON. Life isn't meant to be all highs and fun....every now and then we hit the lows, we get emotionally drained, we end up spiritually drained, financially drained...etc...we end up looking at our selves wondering what the heck we're doing with our lives....and then it clicks...I'm doing what I'm supposed to be doing.
I've known for a long time that God was calling me here to New York, but I don't know why....and truthfully I still don't. I didn't know why at first God called me back to La Grande for only eight months, but by the time I left I had learned why, it was a season to break me back down to take me back to where I needed him, and now I'm putting my trust in him as I start this new season of life, knowing that I don't know anything...I don't know why I'm here, I don't know what I'm supposed to be doing it, or how I'm gonna provide for myself yet....but I do know that God Provides...he always has....he provides in the season's of life that we see us ups, as highs as fruitful, but he also provides for us in these seasons of life where we are drained, where we do find our selves in the valley's of life, the lows, the dry seasons....and that's okay....because something I'm realizing as I write this blog is that sometimes we need these dry seasons to see just how much God really does provide...How much he really does love, and care....and I can't wait to see what he does in my life...
Do you look for him in your dry season's....or do you just accept that its a dry season and just try to wait it our without every acknowledged that he may have you there for a reason? Do you thank him for those dry season's, or do you only thank him and acknowledge him in the fruitful seasons, the season of highs? Are you in a dry season? Have you asked yourself why you feel like you are? Have you looked for him recently and seen the wonders he does in your life?
These aren't just questions for you the readers, but for myself as well, because I've realized that sometimes I find it easier to sit back and just coast in life, and just "accept" my life as it is, rather than to look at it is as what is God teaching me, what does he learn from this season of life....Everyone has a dry season, and that's okay...but what are you using it for?
