I'm moving to Kentucky in January.
I don't yet know where I'll be working or living. I don't know any of the things really. The one thing I do know is who I'll be exploring this newness with: my husband. I'm getting married, y'all!
January 27th marks a new era for me, a new season. Just like this one that's coming as fall moves in on us. The leaves flicker with color, it's still dark when I wake up, the morning air is fresh and cool and makes me want to sit on the porch and drink coffee without ceasing. Ever. The beauty is all over. The trees letting go of their old leaves, creating room for new ones in the next season. This speaks life and life and more life to me. I just love it!
I'm equal parts curious and stressed about what life is going to look like in a few months. Andrew and I peek at houses online and they get closed on before we can go look with our realtor, it's a quick market out there. At least in our price range. So we look and dream and talk and don't yet know where we'll live.
I applied for a job and didn't get it. I worry that I'm subconsciously sabotaging job opportunities because all I really want to do is write a book and bake pies, yet those things don't exactly pay the mortgage so I keep looking, perusing, praying; full of wonder about what's to come.
And I'm happy. I'm happy for the first time in what feels like forever. I'm looking forward to life, to my future, to spending my days with the people I love. The best part is that I know it's God. I know God set this up, because there's not a chance in the world that I could have (that's another story for another time). So today. I'm so grateful for transition. So much of the transition in my life has been negative, has been a have-to kind of thing instead of an i'm-choosing-this.
I'm so grateful for new beginnings and fresh starts and second chances. I'm so grateful for a God who restores. <3 There were so many times that I though God would never be able to make anything good at of my messes, that it wasn't possible for anything better to come along, that there was no way life could be beautiful again. I was so wrong. Love comes in and restores and heals and brings life. I'm a living example of love's goodness.