Moving Again

So life in good old Cedar Rapids didn't work out like I had wanted. These last six months have been the most stressful of my life. I've never cried this much or been this confused or this hurt. But all of that really hasn't been a bad thing. I know I have changed as a result of dealing with disappointment and fear and all sorts of situations and emotions I didn't anticipate when I relocated. I've never been so broken and so whole at the same time.

God has taught me about trusting Him and releasing the future to Him. No matter what comes up in the future or no matter what doesn't come up in the future, I know I'll be OK. God is in control. And in the end, it doesn't matter as much what I do for a living as long as I do it for God and not myself. I'll be OK as long as I keep following God.

So after six months of being challenged and stretched and molded it is time for me to move back to Des Moines. It was a hard decision but I'm convinced it is the right one.