Yesterday wasn’t at all how I thought it would be. The whole week I looked forward to yesterday because it was the anniversary of moving home. Moving home was a significant miracle (is any miracle not significant?) and actually was an ultimate influence in the trajectory of my life. I believe that God has a plan for our lives and we are entrusted with Free Will to find God’s plan by seeking Him. When we miss a mark or make a right turn when we should have gone left He places detours and off-ramps in our path to get us back on course. September 28 is a “get back on course day” for me. I thought I would surely approach the day with gladness and hope. Instead it was dredging and came with a dull headache and twist in my gut all day long. The day wasn’t peacefully reflective as I’d predicted. Instead, it was filled with hard work, quick decisions, and difficult communication. I didn’t hate yesterday; it ...
The journey of a girl becoming a woman.