Unsearchable Things

I probably have 10 journals.  None of them completely filled.  Each one bought with the hope that THIS TIME would be the time I would keep a journal consistently—-never happened.

But of course, I thought, a blog!  There’s my answer.  I’ll keep it up-to-date religiously and all my woes will be solved.  

Well folks, let me give you a heads up—->If you cannot consistently write in a journal, you will probably not consistently blog.  I know, surprising, right?  Earth shattering, even?  Okay, maybe not.  I guess I’m just one of those eternal optimists who always hopes despite the writing on the blog wall (Please tell me you laughed.  I cannot be the only one who laughs at my corny jokes).  

So moving on, I’m not going to expect that I’ll write every day.  But I’m going to try. Because looking back at my posts, helps me to remember where I was at any given moment.  And because I love reading so many blogs that inspire me, encourage me, and teach me.  

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I prayed for a friend. Just one friend.  Not an acquaintance, not someone I could tolerate. A friend.

I was in California, surrounded by people, but still feeling alone.  I have been blessed with amazing friends, but when all of them are literally living in various times zones, it can become difficult.  So, I prayed.  In my journal I wrote:

“L-rd, give me one friend.  Young, old, married, single.  It doesn’t matter, I just need one person to connect with, one person to do life with while I am out here.”

I waited.  And then October 25 came.  I was sitting in downtown Modesto listening to a live music performance and looked around.  Sitting next to me was a friend.  The friend I had prayed for and I didn’t even realize it.  G-d had answered my prayer, yet again.

You see, a few years ago I prayed this very thing.  And G-d answered that prayer too.  

So today, I am preparing to now leave California to head back to Georgia.  In less than one week, I’ll be back in Georgia.  And while I am beyond excited to connect with family and friends again, I am sad to leave this place.  I never thought a month ago I would say that…geez, my previous posts were not looking that promising.  In such a short time, I’ve been surrounded with a group of friends, I’ve found a fellowship of believers, and I’ve begun to feel a sense of ‘home.’  

G-d is so good.  This time in California has taught me so much.  And who knows, maybe I’ll be back here quicker than I think.  Or maybe I’ll be overseas.  Or maybe I’ll be back in Georgia.  Regardless of where I go or what I do, I’m trusting a little harder that G-d knows exactly what he’s doing.  Through hard times, he truly does bring good.

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“I used to feel so alone in the big city. All these gazillions of people and then me, on the outside. Because how do you meet a new person? I was very stumped by this for many years. And then I realized, you just say “Hi.” They may ignore you. Or you may marry them. And that, possibly, is worth one word.”

Augusten Burroughs 

Heartbreaking to comprehend at first, but in the end….so incredibly beautiful.  Glad to know he holds me in the palm of his hand.  

“G-d can change the circumstance and we pray that he would (and sometimes he does).  But the cross is proof that he doesn’t always change the circumstance…but it is also proof that He always has a purpose in every circumstance and He will never let go of us no matter what comes our way…”

-Louie Giglio

I really have no excuse for my lack of upkeep.  Despite moving across the country, I have had spare time.  Just no motivation.  

But now I’m back and ready to go!

—-I’m officially moved to California.  And now I’m wrangling that in-between time when you move somewhere completely new.  I know no one.  And I am fairly certain I cannot get from Point A to Point B.  But that’s okay.  

Because I realize that things take time.  So instead of harping on all of the negatives, I’m going to accept this time for what it is.  

And a little inspiration and perspective for today.  I’ve always been a fan of Albert…

“Strange is our situation here upon earth. Each of us comes for a short visit, not knowing why, yet sometimes seeming to a divine purpose. From the standpoint of daily life, however, there is one thing we do know: That we are here for the sake of others…for the countless unknown souls with whose fate we are connected by a bond of sympathy. Many times a day, I realize how much my outer and inner life is built upon the labors of people, both living and dead, and how earnestly I must exert myself in order to give in return as much as I have received.” Albert Einstein

Two days.  Two days and I’ll be on the other side of the country.  It’ll be my third time to California.  The first time I was not impressed, the second time I warmed up to the place, and the third time remains to be seen.  Though third time’s a charm, right?

I’m excited for this change of pace, I really am.  The thrill of the unknown and the chance at new experiences.  But a small part of me, the part that I don’t as loudly voice when I tell people of this new “exciting adventure,” will miss the comforts of home and family. I will miss my parents and sister and brother.  I will miss my friends.  I will miss southern hospitality.  I will even miss those deep southern accents.

I will miss things that matter.  But here’s to hoping I will discover new things that matter…that would have never mattered had I not left.

So California, please prepare yourself.  I am taking the plunge and switching coasts for a time.  I will be on your western shores, packed and full of Georgian charm!