My Texas Story

This post is kind of long and factual. Bear with me, it’s only the beginning of a REALLY AWESOME story.

As many of you know, I’m about to embark on a GREAT BIG ADVENTURE. It’s so big, it’s like, the size of Texas. In January I’m moving to Texas to go to grad school. It’s a dream I’ve been praying for and working towards for multiple years and I’m so grateful to be on my way to achieving it. I’m also pretty scared. The really cool thing about this adventure is that God has made it happen. People used to talk about God working in their lives and I would nod along and secretly be jealous because I couldn’t see him doing great big God sized things in my life.

In February I had gotten in to Dallas Theological Seminary and was super excited but also starting to doubt if I was ready for such a great big move. Texas is big, and far away, and I’m just little ol’ me. My conversations with God went pretty much like this, I would say “I don’t think I want Texas anymore, I want to stay here with my community, my safety net of people who love Jesus and push me towards him each and every day. I’m a part of something special here that I’m not ready to leave”. And God would just nudge me a little bit and love me and tell me it was all going to be okay. Then my friend/brother/mentor Josh reached out to me and asked if I could come over to dinner with him and his family so we could talk about “something”. I hate talking about “something”. Regardless of my relationship with a person if we “need to talk” I’m anxious but Josh and his wife Laura love Jesus and follow him obediently, and since I trust Jesus I didn’t worry too much about our talk. A few nights later I’m sitting at the dinner table with Josh, occasionally Laura, and at least 2 of their 3 precious children (it was a little bit like a musical chairs rodeo, trying to corral children to the dinner table). It is important to note that Josh and Laura are also the two fearless leaders of my community group/safety net/something special that I’m not ready to leave.

Josh is currently the Musical Worship leader at my church. He shared with me how he’d been feeling like it was time for him to make some kind of move that would better equip him to lead in ministry. So he began praying for a church, and he had found one in Dallas, conveniently right where I would be heading in just a few months. You see, it all was going to be okay, God had this under control. After some soul searching I decided that Dallas was definitely the right choice for me and that I was going to step out in faith and go. It is also important to note that our friends Karly and Seth, also a part of our community group, moved to Dallas in January of 2013, just a few months prior to all of this happening. Do you see what God is doing here?!?! Damn, He’s good. 

So now my plan was to move to Dallas in January, having never visited but trusting God to prepare a way for me.  A few weeks later my parents approached me about their desire for me to visit so that I would be better prepared stepping into this new adventure. They understood I was not in a position to fly (or drive) to Dallas, and generously offered to use their credit card rewards to purchase a ticket for me to visit in October. I thanked them and we booked my flight a few weeks later. In June I was starting to intentionally avoid thinking about all the things I needed to straighten out for my October visit, namely where I was going to stay (where I was going to get the money to stay somewhere) and how I was going to get around. I saw my friend Amy (also a part of my safety net/community group/something special) at a wedding and she asked me if I was going to visit Texas before moving. I told her yes and she said she had a friend who might be able to show me around and let me stay with her. Amy’s friend Darcy wasn’t just willing to let me stay with her. She wants to pick me up from the airport, welcome me into her home, drive me to my events, and show me around Dallas. I haven’t met Darcy yet but I’m really excited to meet her and see what else God has up his sleeve because He is really bringing his A-game right now.

At this point I’m applying for financial aid, scholarships, federal loans, pretty much any money that anyone will give me to pay for this great big adventure. And for those of you who are praying types I covet your prayers for this important part of my Texas story. But I don’t expect God to disappear on me and so I’m (mostly) eagerly anticipating what’s next. I have learned so much over the past few months and am so excited to know that I am following the path that He has laid out for me. He has shown me that if I am obedient, even when it doesn’t make sense, He will provide. He is enough to sustain me and He will never leave my side. I come before him with needs and desires and He hears the cries of my heart and meets my needs. I knew that this journey to Seminary would grow me in ways I couldn’t imagine, but I never thought the growing and stretching would begin so soon. Next post will talk about what I’m doing when I’m not eagerly anticipating. Get excited.

 “The Lord himself goes before you and will be with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged”

                                                                                                     Deuteronomy 31:8