they say when God closes a door He opens.....a calling??

So much has happened. In the past month I have completely uprooted my life and moved....to Florida? Yea, never thought Id be saying that but if I've learned anything from this process its that I don't know anything.

Watching a Sewanee rugby game at my sisters family weekend in November, I struck up an intense conversation about my life to one of her friends dads. I had no idea he was an Episcopal priest, and that I would eventually work for him as his new youth minister.

Youth ministry? Many of you are probably shaking your heads. You will laugh when I say that when I was 12 years old thats what I wanted to be when I grew up. Bought a guitar and everything. As I got older I got distracted in school, activities, friends, guys, you name it. It was only when I got offered an interview did I remember that this in fact used to be a passion of mine.

I really did some 'soul searching' or whatever you call it and decided to go for it feet first and ask questions later. This tends to be my life approach and it hasn't steered me wrong yet. I have full faith that Gods always looking out for me. I have only found lots of joy and reassurance from this decision.

Many challenges lay ahead including building a youth program from scratch as well as adjusting to a completing new town that’s so far from my beloved Nashville. But no worries I’m still the same old girl that’s always up for a long chat, shopping day, beach day, and a good time no matter when or where...

   

 All Saints Episcopal Church...my new job

funny how things work out....

So. The last month has been crazy. Just as everything was starting to come together, and the bags were packed all hell breaks loose. Litterally. The airport was temporarily shut down and the world watched as violence errupted on the streets. Needless to say Honduras not happening right now.

Gods planning is something I will probably never understand but am learning to be at peace with it.

where to even start...

I honestly do not even know where to start. This is all so new to me. First of all I'm not one to talk about my business to just anyone. Not only that its not in my nature to focus on the inner workings of myself in general. But as I am in the process of trying to move to a completely new country it has been advised to me by many to start. I am still in the limbo stages of fundraising. You know the 'I can't sleep more than four hours, hairs falling out in clumps, on edge and always anxiously checking the mailbox' stage. I am completely out of my comfort zone...


Mail is coming slowly but surely and I know I have the support of many. It is all going to come down to timing and if this is indeed what God has intended for me. When I started this process it was all so quick and everything was coming together. Then I hit a brick wall and have been reeling from it ever since. I know there is a master plane and a timeline....I just have no idea what they are, and in the meantime I am trying to deal with it the only way I know how. Distracting myself with things I can control. Packing up my room, running errands, painting, meeting up with friends,going on walks and plenty of yoga.


I don't know how and if it will all come together, but I am trying to be at peace with the fact that I won't know until I'm supposed to....until then I am coping.