A different kind of beautiful..

Moving from Puerto Rico was hard. I loved almost everything about my life there, but eventually I learned that God was preparing me for something else. I struggled with this for a few months. The mountains, the beaches, the trees and the flowers were my favorite. The weather was my favorite. The food was my favorite. My friends, students, and coworkers were my favorite. I couldn't see how I would be happy living anywhere else, even if it was with my new husband. As I prayed about this and stressed out about it, God reminded me of another time in my life that I was having trouble trusting Him. It was 2006, in California. And what was I praying about then? "No, God! Please don't send me to Puerto Rico! That can't be what I'm supposed to do!" Oops. I guess He is wise and all-knowing... and I am not. So my dear coworkers prayed with me and supported me and are still encouraging me in this new transition. I probably don't even need to say this, but South Mississippi is NOTHING like Puerto Rico. I miss PR, and all of the people that I love there. But God is working on my heart and helping me to see that my new scene is beautiful, too. The food here is amazing, too. The sun shines here, too. So that's where I'm at right now.