Last week I began the Good Morning Girls Bible study that is also a book study of, Anything by Jennie Allen.
This study was going to be a challenge for myself. I have so many thoughts and ideas running through my head all the time, I am endlessly googling things, “pinning” ideas to save for later, looking for easy DIY tutorials for specific projects I have in mind.
But I rarely pick up books anymore. I haven’t read a good book in months and months, at least not one since before Max was born, I know. And before, I was a book-aholic; I had to make myself stop reading a book so I didn’t finish it too quickly, and still I flew through several books a month.
I miss books. And when I saw this study from GMG, and read that it was both a book and Bible study, I thought, “score.”
But in all honesty, while I have done the Bible reading and prayer journaling …. I haven’t picked up the book yet. =/
That begins after I write this post tonight!
On the first week’s study, GMG posted a blog titled: The Importance of Taking Risks.
This blog post solidifies one big reason why I was on board with moving to Nebraska.
It was a risk.
A big risk.
I remembered a very good friend in middle school (who came from a Christian family) once telling me that her Dad said to be “content” and just satisfied with everything in life was being farthest from God.
For whatever reason that has always stayed with me.
So when JTom asked what I thought about Nebraska, and if it was something we might really want to consider, those were the exact words I told him- The story from when I was 13, hanging out with a great girl friend (who, btw, does missionary work now), and feeling like if we prayed about this enough, and it felt right, we should do it. I wasn’t afraid to be out of our comfort zone anymore, like I had been for so long.
When we are so comfortable with everything in life that we are just coasting right on through, we rarely seek God. As a matter of fact, that is when He usually becomes a God of convenience.
But to take risks, to be in a place that is sitting right on the edge of uncomfortable and unknowing, that keeps our eyes on Him. That is when we live with the utmost faith.
Angela at GMG wrote:
Live in such a way you HAVE to depend on Him.
Life is more exciting when you live it fully engaged.”
Maybe I was craving that faith; maybe that is why God has kept me from being scared or saddened by the move or being so far away from what I have always known. I haven’t shed one tear over being lonely or far away from everything I’ve known for the last 6 years.
Not because I don’t miss it, but because here is good too.
And while it is risky, and nerve wracking sometimes, it isn’t bad, or lonely, or miserable.
Someone at the pool last week asked JTom and I if we were homesick; we looked at each other kinda puzzled, and said, “no. not really.”
We have always had the mentality that we are home. Our family; J.Tom, me, and the babies are home. Do I miss the idea that my family was 3 hours away …. sure. Do I miss the familiarity of Hot Springs, I guess so? But every day is new here. Every time we venture out we meet new people that may be who God has put in our path for a reason.
Sometimes I feel impatient about why we haven’t found the right church, or a consistent group of friends or play groups. But then I remember that we are putting forth the efforts, actively praying and searching, and He will take care of the rest. He knows his plans for us.