This month marks 4 years that I have been in Greenville and so much has changed! Most of it's for the best, lots of it is bitter-sweet, and a little bit of it seems shocking.
I have been on quite a journey for the past two years, raising support. And I guess I imagined that the journey would end when my support team was complete... or something. I have no idea what I thought, but here I am in the midst of a brand new journey.
I have been on staff as a part-time campus minister for a whole week. I have been a program coordinator with A Step Above Tutoring for two whole days. And I am continuing to raise support. I spoke at a church tonight, which went well. As I rode home my mind was going in a hundred different directions, thinking of people I need to contact, follow-up, check-in with, so on and so forth. I was overwhelmed and God gives me what I need.
I received a text from a sister-in-Christ and a former UNCW classmate who, now, also lives in Greenville. I have not seen her in the past two years and we don't talk very often. I knew she'd had a stroke within the past year and meant to visit with her, but good intentions aren't enough. She wrote "I just said a prayer for you because the Spirit told me to and because I love you friend". I was moved and peaceful that the Lord moves so quickly when I am in need. So I made several calls and then called her. Already touched by her willingness to lift me up, I was further moved when I heard her precious little voice. The stroke affected her speech and I crumbled. Here she was caring for me when all I wanted to do was care for her. But she doesn't need me to do anything, she has a great attitude- mine is the one that needs some work. My perspective has been shifted. She knows when to hold 'em and when to fold 'em- I'm the one who struggles with taking it easy. She has her priorities straight, knows we're not promised tomorrow- I'm the one trying to get tomorrow's worries taken care of...
Thank you Lord.
